Carmella parked her car outside the large building after reading about it on the internet. She knew she would have a hard time convincing guys to be a son of hers, but she didn't mind. She'd love to have daughters. She got out to the pink Mercedes sls amg and headed inside. She was wearing a pink gown with silver beads and silver jewelry. Carmella nervously headed inside the building and saw a few people inside. Nike was sitting at the desk this time as she waited for Saphira to finish her job up stairs. She looked up and smiled.<br/>"You must be Carmella," She says. "I'm Nike, one of the managers here. It's a pleasure you finally meet the queen of pink."<br/>Carmella chuckled softly. "I wouldn't say 'Queen of Pink'," She replies jokingly. "My house isn't like Barbie."