The house in USA. Few days later.
"Aren't you going out today?"
The Professor asked without looking up at her. She walked past his usual spot and headed for the living room. She expired into the couch whose seating angle was opposite the door. She came on,
"Is there someone you're expecting that I shouldn't see?"
He scoffed, his fingers pacing the keyboards of the laptop on the table before him. He had taken it upon himself to type out the project: the story of his experience and all. He should be done in... He had no idea when.
"Who knows? Some things might happen which we have no control over. For example, the queen might show up here out of curiosity or say, Eric and his family might come to pay a visit. I heard they will be moving to Ontario."
She turned in the couch and looked towards him. There was a smirk spread across her face as she said,
"Is there anything that eludes you? You sure are some --"
