Marcel tried to take a good at this female but some sort of haze covered her face and he couldn't see anything. It was a dream anyway, so he didn't try hard to remember.
Having achieved his mission, young Marcel turned to leave only to hear, "Hi handsome."
His brows raised at once and he turned to look at her puzzled, pointing at his chest, "Me? Handsome?"
"Umm," She wasn't ashamed to admit it, looking at him with the sparkle in her eyes.
Eyes? He tried to see what they looked like but he couldn't view anything beyond that haze. It was as if some sort of mental block was stopping him from seeing what he wanted to know. The only thing he could distinguish was her red hair.
At once, Marcel cleared his throat and asked haughtily, "So, what do you want?" Although he didn't show it, Marcel was still joyous inside that she thought he was handsome.
"I just want to thank you for helping me find Ronney," She said to him.
