"Oh, it's okay, it's okay." Eva Miller quickly waved her hand and said.
"Miss Smith, what about you?" Oliver Johnson deliberately directed his words towards Sophie Smith.
"I'm fine." She said calmly.
"That's good." Oliver Johnson patted Joy on the shoulder, then switched to a slightly more cheerful tone, "Their faces are pretty thin, be mindful when you speak, you can't hit on them."
"What?" Joy exclaimed, "Oliver, your appetite is really too big, do you need two?"
Oliver Johnson shook his head quite helplessly, gesturing for the two of them to go in first.
Once they walked away, Oliver Johnson finally spoke up.
"I won't be sitting with them later, you have a waiter prepare another private room."
Joy was a bit surprised, "What's your relationship with them anyway? How strange, three people yet needing two private rooms?"
"Just do what I say." Oliver Johnson didn't plan to explain to Joy further, and headed straight into the restaurant.
