at the correct temperature until bastien came back.

"another caterer," vincent announced. "you'll need to sign for this too, probably."

nodding, terri followed him back into the entry. they arrived just before the doors opened to reveal another trolley-pushing deliveryman.

"terri simpson?" he asked, glancing at her.

"yes." she held her hand out for the clipboard and pen.

"where do you want--"

"the kitchen. follow me." vincent turned to lead the way as terri signed the invoice.