Hair all done, Isabella and her father continued home.  “I’m glad you stopped by to see your friend, Daddy.  He is fantastic!  I’ll be going to him from now on.”  She smiled and ran her fingers through her long silky strands.  She looked glamorous and she was glowing.<br/><br/>By the time they arrived home, several hours had passed.  Belle recognized Clarise’s car in the driveway.  Clarise had her own key, and was no doubt busy prepping her food for the dinner.  Belle sought her out immediately.<br/><br/>“Clarise!  How are you?”  She walked over and gave her a big hug. Clarise was the closest thing to a mother she could remember. Clarise smiled. “Can’t complain, who would listen?” she laughed.  “By the way, there’s something for you in the library.”<br/><br/>Belle’s brow’s went up.  Clarise kept on working, humming a tune.  She looked at her father.  Curious, she headed to the library.  It was pretty hard to miss.  The marble stand just inside the doorway held a vase with a beautiful bouquet of roses.  “Ohh,” she said, “They’re  beautiful!”  She walked over and looked at the card.  “Until tonight, Ambassador Diego Armando De La Vega”  She chuckled.  The Ambassador she knew would never sign a card like that.  The task had obviously been handled by someone else.<br/><br/>She smelled the delicious aroma of the roses, then remembered the present.  She sat down quickly and opened her purse, bringing the gift out.  She quickly undid it and opened a velvet box.  She gasped, then fingered the beautiful swan brooch, edged in what appeared to be diamonds.<em>How can I accept anything so obviously expensive?</em>She took it out and admired it in her hand, then smiled.<em>My casual outfit is not going to do this brooch justice, but I already told the Ambassador it was casual.  I’ll just have to let it outshine my wardrobe</em>!<br/><br/>She went to her bedroom and set the brooch, back in its box, on her dresser.  Then she went to help Clarise.<br/>