"Where is she?" asked Mr. Lee, who had just arrived at Andrea's house.
Since Andrea didn't want to leave his room, Mr. Lee couldn't help but go over to Andrea and persuade her.
"Andrea, it's me, Lee. Andrea," said Mr. Lee, knocking on Andrea's door.
"She's been like this since morning," Diana said.
"Only Evans can persuade her. But we can't tell him right now. He's in China," said Mr. Lee.
"But the show will start in an hour, Mr. Lee. Andrea will be in trouble if we don't come, " said Diana.
"Does anyone have a duplicate key to Andrea's room?" asked Mr. Lee.
"Nothing," answered Diana.
"Gosh! Why does it have to be this complicated? Andrea, if you don't come out, I'll call Evans!" shouted Mr. Lee.
Suddenly Andrea came out of her room. Her face looked ashen, like someone who was seriously ill.
"Andrea! What happened to you?" cried Diana.
"I want some ice cream," Andrea suddenly said.
