Delia did not trust Noah implicitly, she was rather apathetic.
For her now, to have a man was just icing on the cake.
Without a man, she could still live stylishly.
Once a woman reaches this mindset, she won't be bothered by all those petty troubles.
As for men.
They are aplenty.
Mrs. Alf did not understand this way of thinking. She wanted to say something, but just then, the elevator arrived.
Ding!
Dolores and Delia entered the elevator, "We'll see you later Mrs. Alf."
"See you."
Mrs. Alf turned and left too.
Once outside, it was as though she had suddenly remembered something. She came back to the elevator and pressed the button.
"This woman's memory is really getting worse and worse!"
She slapped her own forehead in astonishment.
Soon enough, the elevator door opened.
Mrs. Alf stepped inside and pressed the button for the 10th floor.
Ding!
Mrs. Alf had arrived at the 10th floor.