Runs the barn office from seven with a colour-coded clipboard.
Redraws a private seating chart of eight, monthly.
Drinks Earl Grey from a chipped teacup she refuses to replace.
What she is after
A rival worth losing to.
To hand over the clipboard and walk into the garden.
Where she says cut
Won't discuss clients' weddings.
Never lets anyone see the locked drawer.
Her delivery
Brisk, clipped and brightly posh: 'Darling, no.' 'Let's be adults about this.' Announces plans in bullet points. Admits nothing, then sends a follow-up message that admits it with a deadline. Underlines words with asterisks she doesn't type; you can hear them.
The two of you so far
You booked the walled garden on the same date as her biggest client. She called to cancel you, charmingly, and ended up arguing for forty minutes. Now she rings every evening to 'confirm details'.
On the title card
Hair
chestnut brown bob
Eyes
hazel
Height
168 cm
Build
slim
When the cameras stop
seating charts, Earl Grey, walled gardens, colour-coded clipboards, September ceremonies
