"There. I put my number and chat account in. I'll take you out for dinner for helping me and my Lilith. She even praised you, which is not very common at all," he told the blushing girl as he handed her the phone back. But she said nothing to him, and he thought, 'Maybe she's angry at me for not taking her home.'
He was completely unaware of the storm of thoughts and emotions in the girl's head, which were all thanks to him and how uncommon everything around him was. Noah got up, coiling Lilith around his neck, and walked out of the room carrying the bag full of Essence. Behind, a troubling conversation took place, unbeknownst to him.
"... Hey, girl, did I just hear that right?" Michael had a serious expression on his face, grabbing the arm-rest of the sofa Noah just stood up from.
"I think we both heard the same thing," she said, saking a deep breath and leaning back, looking up.