the day was going pretty damn good. i mean, how could a day by the pool go wrong? really, the day was set up for success and everything was going according the plan she didn't have. whitney had just gotten done talking to a guard. a plan to help the poor closeted boy was already brewing, but for now whit was going to focus on the distracting beauty in a black bikini that had walked past her. what could she say? whitney was distracted easily, don't judge her.

she had left harley to go meet the maid. whitney wasn't shy. at all. she saw a hot girl, she talked to her. it was literally as simple and wonderful as that. boy, was it great not having to worry about being shy or self-conscious. the maid was walking around with a tray of drinks. whit couldn't help but notice that the girl was holding the tray at shoulder level and it was loaded with drinks in nice glasses. okay, the maid was shakily carrying the heavy load and whitney could sort of tell that it was a recipe for disaster. following after the maid, whitney was basically there to save the day. it looked like the girl in the stunning black bikini was headed back to restock her tray, and whit was right. as the maid leaned a bit to grab a few glasses to set on the tray, whitney rushed up because she could see the loaded tray tipping. just in time, whitney placed a hand under the tray to help out the maid and steady it before about six or seven expensive glasses shattered on the ground. crisis averted. the tray had all its drinks still safely on it, and both of the girls hands holding it up.

gabriella was hella confused. she had absolutely no clue what had just happened. she had to admit, she was struggling a bit with the heavy thing, but she had no idea it had been about to take a tumble. she was still new to the whole maid/waitress/basically whatever the palace told her to be thing. everything was fresh, so she was a little lost.

"new to this, are you?" whitney asked with a slight teasing grin lighting up her features.

gabriella quickly managed to balance the tray on her own, which caused whitney to drop her hand from it. gaby's face was red with embarrassment. "just a tad, how could you tell?" she said, attempting to laugh it off.

"here give me this," whitney said, taking the tray back. "instead of holding it up high, hold low, like this..." whit demonstrated by holding the tray at about hip-level. "it's twenty times more steady and what they do in most restaurants..." she finished speaking and handed the tray back to the maid who took it and hold it as she was just shown.

"thank you," she nodded with a small grin, still slightly embarrassed. she didn't like not being good at her job yet, but at least she was learning. "how do you know all that."

"i'm a part time waitress, so i couldn't help but save the beautiful damsel in distress." whitney said. she'd been helpful and serious for long enough. now it was time for her to flirt a little bit. it was whitney, what did you expect?

"well," gabriella started with a slightly giggle. "i'm in your debt."

"um, you're literally serving everyone here. if anything, literally every single selected is in your debt." whitney pointed out. she didn't think she'd ever get used to people actually waiting on her hand and foot. it was just weird. get your own damn cucumber water and pick out your own clothes. was it really that hard? whatever, maybe whitney was judging a little too harshly. she assumed the staff was being paid well enough to make it all worth it. she needed to take a chill pill.

"that's sweet of you to say, but i'm just doing my job," gaby replied with a small shrug, as to not almost drop the tray again. lord knows they didn't need to go through that whole ordeal a second time.

"well, you're doing it wonderfully while looking amazing," whitney said, accompanied by a little wink. "what's your name, darling?"

"gabriella gabelle, at your service," she smiled brightly and proudly. even though there was very little to her family name, she was still extremely proud. she was raised by wonderful woman with lots of love. just thinking about home and her family widened her grin.

"gabelle like the servant from a tale of two cities? that's not ironic at all," whitney commented sarcastically for obvious reasons. what? don't be surprised that whitney knows classic literature. she read. she was educated. just because she made dumb decisions doesn't mean she was dumb.

"tell me about it," gabriella replied, amused. she was beginning to like the selected and her sense of humor. though this wasn't a huge surprise. gaby basically liked everyone. it was way more of a challenge to get gabriella to /not/ like you than to like you.

"well, it's been lovely to meet you," whitney said, smirking slightly because that's what she did... like always. "i'm whitney by the way. but i should get going. i have a plan to enact," she said. yes, she had just spotted another guard. operation get harley a cute boyfriend was a go. even if it meant cutting her conversation with the maid short. "see you around!" whitney said cheerily, and in a flash of blonde hair she was gone. this only left gabriella to chuckle slightly and call out a late 'goodbye' to the selected. this was the beginning of a pretty lit friendship.