A couple of days after the young lady pulled me aside to tell me the potential arising problems, I finally pulled Raymond to the side.
"You mean you want me to let one of the ladies return to her house?" He asked, crossing his arms, as we were standing out in the middle of the garden, where there was a whole walkway on the lake, filled with a bunch of flowers and lilypads.
"Yes, the young lady from the bunny line," I added some information, and he let out a small chuckle before looking out in the distance, putting his hands behind his back, standing tall. He was dressed in navy blue robes with gold accents, random symbols for their culture, and his hair was partly pulled up with a fancy hairpin, that had a strip of ribbon lay down on his hair.