"Hello? Dadda?", I spoke into my phone.
"Yes, sweetheart", a masculine voice replied on the other end of the line.
"How are you doing?"
"I'm fine", I replied.
"Daddy, I heard the Mitchelson's are having an event tomorrow"
"Yes....I vaguely remember someone informing me about it. What of it?"
"Well....do you think I could attend?", I asked in a coquettish voice.
"You want to attend the event?", he asked.
"Yes...well you see a friend of mine is attending and he asked me to be his date to the event. I really don't want to disappoint him", I explained.
"A friend of yours?", he asked somewhat skeptically.
"Yes, you probably remember him, Sky Evans?"
"Evans? As in E Globals?", he asked.
"Yes, he's the only grandchild of the Evans family", I said.
"Hm. Listen, darling you know I have no problem with you attending events like this. It is your mother that seems to have a problem with it"
