Hun was done locking up and only needed to drop the keys before heading out. Caroline turned her red eyes t the door and waved her in. "Come in," she shouted when Hun didn't enter.
Hun entered the room and crouched a little so that she could speak to Caroline smoothly. "Did you resolve the problem?" she asked.
"Yes, had no issues throughout the night after the kitchen was set. The food being served gave us enough time to catch up to order," she commented. Her eyes roamed around the room, noticing that no one was paying attention to her. Still, she remained tight-lipped about what had really happened.
"Good. Did you lock the cellar?"
Hun nodded. "Pop shared his tip with…" she trailed off. "What should we do?"
"What can we do? That dusty old bastard rarely listens to anyone. If there is no issue, just do as he says. Warn him not to scowl at me, though. I hate that shit."
