Joel Russo's eyes were as deep as if a basin of thick ink had been spilled in them.
"No?"
Arabella Vanderbilt nodded, "...No."
"Well, then kiss me."
Arabella: "..."
What kind of logical development is this?
Joel continued:
"Didn't you say you haven't thought about it? So now you can't even kiss?"
Arabella frowned slightly. To prove she wasn't lying according to Joel's logic, she leaned over towards him without thinking.
However, Joel took the initiative first.
As they were in the midst of their chase, the door beside them suddenly made a "beep beep beep" sound. Arabella, half in a daze, delayed a few seconds before reacting to the sound.
When she finally reacted, the door next to them swung open.
"Why not? Just mooch a meal, anyway the cook is just... holy crap!!"
The muffled sounds grew clearer as the door opened wider.
