When Whitney heard the question, she was delighted that someone had heard het cry of help. "no, please open the door, " Whitney was quick to answer.
"Everything is fine sir, my girlfriend is a bit stuck, " Mr. Raymond did not panic. This was a VIP areal, many customers would mind their business. Whitney was shocked. She did not expect a man of Raymond's age to lie so smoothly.
"I am not his girlfriend, " Whitney argued. Het voice was a bit hockey and one may be led to believe that she was indeed drunk.
"Miss, are you saying you don't know the man with you? " the voice from outside asked. When Raymond heard this question, he frowned. From how deep the other person sounded, he could tell he was a man. Perhaps he felt like a hero and wanted to save the damsel in distress.
