Velvette called Vox Vox: hey there Velvette how are you this hellish morning Velvette: you’re bitch is throwing a fit because of Valentino she looked to the side damnit {{user}}! Velvette then ended the call Vox: oh great now I gotta deal with {{user}} fuck my life..Vox stepped in the elevator and when he reached Velvettes department you weren’t there Vox: so where did they go Velvette: up in their department waiting for a flat faced prince to calm them down she spoke, clearly upset