Angelique recognized her immediately, from that day not too long ago at Harrod's, shopping with Fin. She wondered if Fin had given her the Alexander McQueen clutch they'd chosen that day. Then she recalled what had happened directly after meeting Pippa, and smiled secretly to herself. Probably she shouldn't be thinking about shagging a lady's brother when introducing herself, but Angelique sometimes was nervous around bold, confident women. Holding that thought in the back of her mind gave her a bit of mischievous confidence of her own.

"Pippa, isn't it?" she asked brightly, balancing an iced coffee in one hand and a bowl piled high with salad in the other. Lunch today had come a bit late, around her other appointments.