His cheekiness and wittiness brought a smile on Nathalia's face. "If you wish." She said light-heartedly.
She was sensing that it was about time to end the scene. Spencer stood up, holding Nathalia's hand, and said, "You know what my father is like. Don't take him too seriously. Shall we go home?"
Nathalia nodded with a smile. "Thanks, Spencer, and yes, we shall."
One hand around Nathalia's shoulder and the other in his pocket, Spencer led Nathalia away, with everyone watching.
Though the journalists were disappointed, there was nothing else they could do but apologize to Curt and leave.
As they were walking out of the door awkwardly and cheerlessly, they heard a provocative moaning sound from next door. Everyone's face lit up, and all turned to look. The door was ajar.
