After dinner, Amy and Jen cleaned the table while Felix and Jim sat on the terrace sofa.
"Thank you for being there for Amy," Jim said. "Jen told me you took care of Amy when she passed out in her office."
"It's nothing really. Amy and I had gotten along the past few months pretty well." Felix replied. "She's just not a great doctor but also a good friend."
"She is," Jim sighed as his thoughts wandered deep. "I will take care of her from here in; best believe I will take better care of her," Jim added.
"Is your best appearing and disappearing whenever you want to? Does that include dragging someone and using them as a scapegoat?" Felix said, his anger clambering. "Do you know how worried she was thinking about nothing but your career and how it might get affected by the internet bullshit? she had to take the bullet from all those internet troll. Yet you didn't even show up once for her. I was there when you didn't even bother to call her and ask her if she is okay."
