Outside the Museum of Contemporary Art, Martin received a call from Lily and after a few words, he got into the car Bruce drove over: "Head over to the staff entrance on the east side."
Bruce drove the Escalade over, and as soon as the car stopped, Lily ran out from the door and got into the back seat.
Martin glanced at her and naturally switched to an Atlanta accent, "You're not too dumb, idiot, not foolishly running into the exhibition hall, knowing to retreat early so he wouldn't get the chance to see you."
Lily felt a bit challenged but didn't retort. Instead, she reminded him, "Hey, you told me that swearing is bad. I've stopped swearing but you're still doing it."
Martin noticed she really had grown up and said, "I won't call you an idiot in the future, at most I'll say you're a dummy."
"I'm not dumb." Lily muttered, "I still have some smarts, those practice scraps sold for over a hundred thousand US dollars."
Martin turned his head to look at her.
