"Oh, this?" I touch my cheeks. "It was nothing."
"Nothing?" Sly narrowed his eyes to slits as he glared darkly at me.
"I mistakenly wounded myself on the cheeks. You don't have to worry about that."
Sly looked like he didn't believe my words, however, he didn't try to argue with me.
"You are not ready?" Sly gave me a once over.
"I will be when I eat. I'm too hungry to dress up."
If I don't see the food you eat, why should I dress up?
"Aren't you always hungry?" Sly brought out my chair for me, and I sat down, with a smile on my face.
"It's not my fault. I'm still growing, so I need food."
"Who told you?"
"My high school teacher."
*******
Sly and I conversed as we patiently wait for Marli to get the food.
"When are we meeting him?"
"This evening. He said he has something to take care of in the afternoon."
"You will stay in my office until then?" Sly arched his brow, in question.
