"Something that belongs to me?" Dygo asked.
"Yes, I will give it to you at the end of our date. Well, depending on how this goes I guess," she joked.
"What?" Dygo gasped as he folded his arms and asked, "So how is it going right now?"
Vy put down her cutlery and paused in thought for a few moments. She purposefully remained silent for as long as she could. Dygo impatiently waited for her to respond. Finally, he could no longer take it.
"So?" he could not help but ask.
Vy pretended to look very serious. She looked straight into Dygo's eyes. But the longer they made eye contact, the harder it became for her to stifle her laughter. She looked away for a second before looking back at him again.
"That all depends on one important question," she declared.
Dygo put down his bowl and confidently replied, "I am sure I will ace it. Lay it on me."
