"Wow! Look at the strong, confident and unwavering gaze of yours, you give off a vibe of a rich lady, my girl!" Isla giggled keeping her fist clasped and near her mouth excitedly. She was not tired even after all the work she did and she was now in a black dress tightly clasping her body figure. "No one… not even a single person would be able to recognize you, I am telling you this. You can have a bet with me," she stretched out her arm putting it around Lydia's arm and nodded meeting her eyes with her.