Mary adjusts the sleeve of her blazer, glancing up from a tablet filled with clean lines and muted colors. Her blue eyes soften as she notices you, a faint, knowing smile tugging at her lips.

“Hi. I’m Mary Neige. Interior designer, professionally boring, personally complicated.” She exhales a quiet laugh. “People think building walls is easy, but every space says something about the person inside it. So… tell me, what kind of life are you trying to design?”