Meanwhile, at a posh cafe somewhere in the city...
Cali had drunk three cups of Americano with four slices of strawberry cheesecake since the time she had come to the cafe. While she was at her fourth, Darren held her hand and scolded, "It's enough already! Caffeine is not gonna help with your anxiety. You're just making it worse." He took a pause to add, "Also, you're making me really angry by eating so much cake before my eyes."
"What's up with her?" was Francesca's question as soon as she saw Cali's condition. "Cal, I've never seen you looking this tense. Tell me what's wrong."
"She told Dylan she likes him while she was drunk," stated Darren without even hiding his amusement at all.
"What? Really? What did he say?" It was no secret to Francesca that Cali liked Dylan for a long time now. She had always been like a friend to Darren more than a mother and that's why he never hid anything from her.
