"What the — what happened to Dana? What did you do to her?" He asked, stunned when he opened his door to Grand and Dana.
"Shut up and let me use one of your guestrooms," he snarled.
It irritated him that Bobby - that other than his eyes that widened, has no other reaction that he's practically hauling Dana over his shoulder.
He wanted to carry her in his arms but she told him that she won't ever talk to him if he does it.
"You know the way…" he said, gesturing to the hallway leading to the far end of the house where the rooms are situated. "I'll get you something to drink," he said, watching Dana's pale face.
"Hi Bobby," she said in a small voice. She was hugging Grand's waist for the ground she was walking on since they got off the plane felt uneven under her feet.
She didn't tell Grand, for he would definitely carry her in his arms and she doesn't want that.
"Enough of this chit-chat," he bent on his knees and picked up Dana.
