Ethan Hayes turned his head, looking dumbfounded at Liam Shaw. His thin lips parted slightly, and with a hint of hesitation in his voice, he said, "I... I'm not sure..."
"Damn, hurry up and call Vivian!" Liam Shaw said to Ethan Hayes with a frustrated expression, "What if we ended up at the wrong place? That'd be awkward, and how can you build rapport like that!?"
"..."
Ethan Hayes pursed his lips, handed the bouquet in his arms to Liam Shaw, then pulled out his phone, found Vivian York's number, and dialed it.
After several "beep beep" sounds, the call was finally picked up, but the background noise on the other end was a bit chaotic, making Vivian York's voice somewhat hard to hear.
"Hello, Vivian," Ethan Hayes asked into the phone, frowning his handsome brows, "Where are you??"
"In the venue I sent you," Vivian's voice came through intermittently, "Hold on, it's a bit crowded here, I'll head outside to talk..."
