If this happened at home, Lissy Lock would have retorted without missing a beat to whatever John Fame said.
She wouldn't bother taking his order.
However, at the present moment, Lissy Lock understood only too well why John Fame had said so.
An old saying fit the current situation perfectly: the purpose of a drinking party participant is not really about alcohol.
In doing so, John Fame was essentially declaring to everyone present that she was here with him, she was the lady accompanying him that evening.
She looked at him, said nothing, did not nod, nor shake her head.
She just kept looking at him.
John Fame turned his head away, but held her more tightly.
The room was silent for a few seconds, then someone asked cautiously and with confusion, "Mr. Fame, this lady is…?"
Everyone in Lema City knew that Mr. Fame was aloof and distant, without any hint of scandal attached to his name.
