"Eh?" Yvette let out a weird voice, looking at him astounded.
"Not eh, I said choose whatever you like," Irvyn repeated himself. "I'm buying."
"We are allowed to do that?" She still wasn't over the surprise attack she received.
"Didn't you just now say Shane always does their work for elites? Or you don't think of me as someone influential enough for that?" Irvyn's eyebrows raised up.
"I didn't say that. Pardon my mistake if that sounded like that, O' Great Sir," Yvette clasped her hands together in an apologetic manner.
"Stop doing drama and start choosing. We got a lot more work to do, just so you know." He turned towards the attendee who greeted them before. "Can I ask you to help her out? She would love to have some help."
