Meanwhile…
"Professor Meng," As Zoey made her entrance, she greeted, bowing her head slightly.
"Oh, Miss Zhou!" Slowly, Professor Meng turned to Zoey and called. He assisted himself up from his laid back sitting position and spread his arms wide. "We started discussing things as you were running late." He added, honest as ever as he stressed her late entrance -- although she was only late for about two minutes.
"My apologies, Professor Meng." Instead of cooking up lame excuses, Zoey apologized immediately.
"Professor Meng, Miss Zhou is not late. I bumped into her and spilled my juice on her pants. So, it was my fault." Just then, Richard chimed in. He lied, cooking up excuses just so Professor Meng wouldn't get a bad impression of her and then glanced at Zoey and winked.
