Even if he wanted to counter what she just said, he couldn't. She is right. He is old and he couldn't counter with soemthing like she is young could he?
"I can do this as well." he points at the screen when she turned on the WiFi. He turns his hard gaze at Marcey who was now busy with her phone. "Unlike someone who thinks i can't."
Ana taps his wrist and asks him to focus. "You then do this and you can pick any browser. Browsers are you know...like places where you wmat to surf the Internet."
"I know what a browser is Anastasia. I am old but I move with the time." He says in tired tone.
"You are already late to the conference." Marcey says in a sing song as she alights from her seat and begins to walk towards the kitchen.
"Oh...I am sorry. I will quickly help you with his and..."
Ethan placed a hand on her wrist. "Take your time. It is fine."
