Bab 122: 134. Fees

In the next day,

Harlack was siting in his desk typing something on the device in his hands when he the smell of roses assaulted his nose.

'I guess she will never learn,' Thought Harlack, putting the device away and then he said aloud, "You can come inside"

The door of Harlack's studio opened, and Lorin came inside but didn't say anything.

"Lets start with the weekly report. What have you learned this week?" asked Harlack