"Miss Amy, can we be friends? You look decent in my eyes… I mean, I like your style… It looks like we could be friends." Harry laughed.
"Sure we can… so, from now on, can I call you My Friend?"
"Sure… I'll be delighted. In fact, my close friends can call me by any name they want, as long as animal or nasty stuff names are excluded." Harry tries to joke. Luckily, it works, as Amy laughed.
Their car moved again.
"Friend, did you know that Mel wants me to take you sightseeing in this city?" Harry asks while glancing at her. Now, Amy looks more relaxed, and she looks so beautiful. Harry turned his gaze immediately to focus on driving.
"Yes, I know… I'm sorry, friend, that time I didn't answer your text message."
"Why did you not reply to my text?" At that time, he was so annoyed that Amy didn't even reply to his messages.
