Aria Hastings, ah shit, Natalie, really?<br/><br/>Aria parked her car by the curb and stepped out. She saw Natalie standing right outside the door of the salon. Locking her car, she walked towards the salon. It was unavoidable to interact with the woman who had once been her best friend but who became her enemy. "Oh...Natalie. Hello. So nice to see you again." Aria had picked up a slight Italian accent from her years abroad. The tone of her voice was sweet but edged with that venom which always seemed to surface when the two were in the same vicinity.