Kaycee and Thelma both left the kitchen and went straight to the double doors down the hallway. Kaycee became a gentle man and allowed Thelma in before following from behind, inside this passage were four rooms, each holding different backstage dress up and makeup facilities. Thelma took notice about the positions, colour and decorations of each door. There were two doors at the left wall, one painted in wine with mystical designs surrounding the words ‘costume written on it and the other a green door only having an Algerian writing ‘shoes and accessories’ written boldly on it. And there, at the right wall there was a dim yellow door but she could not see the words written on it because Kaycee had opened the second door which was a black door with no writing just a few decorations around the edges and the door handle.
Thelma paused seeing the black door, she felt odd and weird about the room as she stare at it. Kaycee looked back to her with a raised eyebrow then signaled with a jerk of his head for her to enter. Thelma was reluctant at first, her thoughts were based on immoral activities she thought Kaycee was trying to trick her into doing. She wondered deeply why he brought her into a secret room and not the dress room she was told and also scolds herself for following him in the first place but a deal will remain a deal.
‘if he tries to do anything funny I’ll just hit him in the head’ she tells herself.
“Is everything alright, Thelma?” Kaycee ask her.
“Yeah.”
“Great because you about to get the best makeover of your life!” He exclaims with joy.
“That’s what I fear the most.” She muttered under her breath.
“What?” Kaycee looked at her, his brows raised in question.
“Nothing.” She replied and tried shaking off the weird feeling in her stomach as much as she could.
“Come in… are you scared I was going to do something nasty? Thelma if I wanted to, this would be the last place I would bring you to and you know it.” He said and she rolled her eyes at him.
“You can do unspeakable things when it comes to you.” She replied and stepped in without thinking but didn’t regret it once inside.
“So?”
“O.M.G this is heaven.” Thelma exclaimed and stopped in her track. She observed the whole room and it contents ‘never judge a room by it’s door’ she gave herself an important lesson upon seeing the room. Deep-wine wallpapers decorated the room with lots of embroidery lining up and making the room look so classic. Thelma didn’t know a place like this existed in the hotel ‘no wonder celebrities always come here’ she assessed the clothe racks, seeing different collections and designer dresses put up in racks like they were made for royalty.
After letting her have a look at the room, Kaycee decided to take her on a quick tour to the large dresser at the end of the wide room. Thelma was amazed by the collections of makeups, hairs, body products and jewelries, it was better than the ones she has and not to talk about the fancy light bulbs around the edges of the mirror. Words were definitely not present to express herself.
“All this for me?” She asked perplexed with the things she saw and was going to use.
“Yes, although it was originally set for Ava but now it’s yours for one night, enjoy it while it last Thelma.” Kaycee comments and then looked behind  Thelma, at the same time  she also looks back to see a man dressed in tight jeans and a simple top. “Thelma meet James Washington, he will be your makeup artist for the night.
“Wow… I have a personal makeup artist…. how better could things turn out!” Thelma exclaimed but tried holding the excitement in her stomach. She was so nervous and worried at first but after seeing all of this she was proud she took the offer.
 “I know Thelma, you could always say how awesome I am it’s nothing too hard.” He said and passed a wink her way.
“You are a big case Kaycee.” She replied but smiled which means she wasn’t annoyed or nervous anymore.
“Whatever… but James!… she’s all yours for the next thirty minutes take care of her and make her dazzling.” Kaycee told the stylist and looked at Thelma with a smile. If not she understood the meaning to what he said, she would have cringed or stomped out of the room by now.
“Will do Kaycee, you don’t always have to tell me my job.” He said.
“I’ll be upstairs making sure everything is set in place, by the time I am done you should be alright?”
“Get going Kaycee you talk too much when you are with women.” The stylist said and Kaycee only shrugged his shoulders then left. Thelma stood in the room with this unknown person, she felt awkward and strange with herself James while staring at the room and occasionally giving him side glances. “My name is James by the way I am a hair stylist and a makeup artist.
“Thelma, nice to meet you.” She replied in a shy voice awkwardly looking around the room. “Nice room.” She commented to make things less weird.
“Thank you, and this is my office you know.” James waved his hands around the room.
“Really?” Thelma ask.
“Yes… let’s get you prepared. If you can please take a seat here.” He pointed at the chair in front of the dresser and Thelma made her way there and sat down. “Tell me Thelma, if you were on a date with your hot crush or hot boyfriend, though not as hot as me, what hairstyle would you go for?” He asked and stood behind her while clipping her long hair in places. Thelma first chuckled at how hilarious he sounded but find it difficult to chose a style since she had been a widow and a single mother for a long time. She didn’t get the time to think about her appearance in years.
“A curly messy bun I guess.” She finally replied.
“Good choice.” James responded. “While I fix your hair feel free to chat with your boyfriend, crush and that secret admire… I will be done in a flash.” Thelma laughed at his hilarious jokes and picked up her phone from her bag and spent the next five minutes browsing as James spent real time curling her hair and carefully made it into a messy bun with the help of some clips, then he switched to her makeup putting foundation, mascara and heavy eyeliner he also gave her a beauty mark. All her appearance was requested by Kaycee so no one recognized Thelma.