“Do I look like a Mable?”
“No, why?” Gillian asked her friend.
Megan shrugged and said nonchalantly. “Some of Peter’s friends kept calling me Mable. I hate that!”
“Well, at least they are not calling you Meeble!” Gillian teased. “Maybe I should start calling you that for falling meeble – ly in love with Peter in only what…two months?”
Megan shot her an evil eye. “One more joke out of you about Peter, you won’t be staying here for the next few days!”
Gillian grinned at her friend’s lame threat. “So when do I get to meet this Peter guy? I want to know what he’s got that has finally melted your heart of steel!”
Meanwhile, back in Hong Kong…..
“Dad! Get the phone! It might be Gabby!” Jason called out from the bathroom and so Mr. Chan had to get up from watching his evening news to answer the phone.
“Hello?”
“Hi Dad.”
“Ug…I think you got the wrong number!” Mr. Chan was about to put the phone down.
“Dad! It’s me!”
