Kincaid glared at Luke. "You were really good at pretending last time."
Luke gave him an anesthetic and chuckled. "They were just a bunch of hooligans. You weren't serious either, right?"
The solemn expression on Kincaid's face only lasted for two seconds before he suddenly burst out laughing. "Same here. Right, how's your girlfriend?"
Luke didn't even raise his head as he cleaned the wound. "Where's your future wife? Don't tell me she flew off?"
Kincaid chuckled proudly. "She's called Sonia Kincaid now."
Luke raised an eyebrow. "Wow, that was quick. It's only been two months, right?"
Kincaid waved his index finger. "No, no, no, young man, you're mistaken. She's been called that since a month and a half ago."
Luke raised his head in surprise. "Isn't that… just a few days?"
What he meant was that Kincaid had met the hot-tempered and fierce Sonia in the bar only a few days before that.
