Bab 84: Truce

He would have asked to go back in time... but that would be too much, right?

He held his bag in one hand, and a jacket in the other, and as sorry as he was to intrude on their beautiful moment... It was getting late.

"I'm here..." He announced his arrival.

"That took a lot of time, huh?" Dionne smacked his arm.

"Can't you see I had changed my clothes as well...just like women, handsome men like me need to take our time in choosing our wears. Never to be caught un-fresh" He winked at her.

"Stop seducing my daughter in front of me young man," Mr. McCurry jokingly hissed from the side. Even though the cap Mr. Mask was wearing did its job to cover his face, his eyes were still a little visible, and it could be seen that he had just winked.

"Sorry sir," Mr. Mask raised his hands in defense.

It needed pretty well with jokes and laughter, and soon they were on the road to Mr. McCurry's vacation house.