"So, the portal opens by eight AM every day and closes immediately after one minute," Michael said with his eyes fixed on Bryan's computer screen.
"Yeah," Layla said with a nod.
"That's some neat magical technology," Michael said.
"It's basically magic," Bryan said.
"No it's not," Michael said. "Can't you see that there's a pattern to the accuracy and everything, that's technology."
Bryan didn't reply as he continued working on his computer trying to see if he could get a clear view of the person who had entered the alley.
"So, have you found anything about the mysterious figure yet?" Layla asked.
"If I had, I would have told you," Bryan said with his gaze fixed on the monitor screen.
"Okay," Layla said slowly, turning her gaze to Michael. "I think I'll walk Michael out now."
"So when are you guys coming to the tournament?" Michael asked after he had entered the hallway with Layla.
"Tomorrow or next," Layla said.
"Okay, I'll be heading there tomorrow," Michael said.
