Because You're Not Jefferson

Adrienne went to Cloud Top Café.  Before entering, she instinctively smoothened her clothes down. Zelson was a rigorous man when it came to work. He had high requirements for the staff working with him; he couldn't tolerate untidy work clothes. Since Adrienne had worked under him for two years, she naturally understood how he was. She had to remember to be level-headed at all times and smarten up her appearance. While Zelson and Adrienne were working, they would occasionally go to Cloud Top Café for a cup of coffee, so the service staff recognized them. As soon as Adrienne stepped inside, a waiter came up and said, "Dr. Carter, this way, please." The waiter took her to a small, private booth on the second floor, "Dr. Carter, will it be the usual orange juice?" "Yes, please." Adrienne nodded and turned to smile at Zelson. "Mr. Zelson, sorry to keep you waiting." "It's no big deal, I just got here too." Zelson immediately stood up and pulled the chair out for her. Adrienne had never been