"What's wrong with her?"
John Fame responded in a deep voice, "She's fine."
"So, now that you have her, I can't even visit her?," laughed Oliver Winslow, "John Fame, are you insecure, or are you afraid she will leave with me?"
"Neither."
"Then why does it seem like you really care when I say I'm going to see her?"
John Fame looked at him for a while before averting his gaze: "Go ahead, she's home. I was just... letting you know."
Oliver Winslow finally laughed: "Don't worry, John Fame. I've always respected her decisions and choices. Since I let her come back to you and I went back to South City alone, I knew what I was doing."
John Fame nodded.
"But if I ever find out that you're not good to her, don't blame me for getting rude."
"Impossible," John Fame replied deterministically, "I want her to stay by my side forever. She can only be mine in this lifetime."
"Then keep her with love."
