"I can't believe what he has to put up with. Nora darling, I suddenly feel bad for your husband."
Nora grinned mischievously, a glint of amusement in her eyes, and licked the ice cream spoon as she finished narrating her entire saga of the attempted fight to Isabella.
Nora raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a playful smirk. "Uh huh. He is the one responsible for spoiling me no end. He can only blame himself for my audaciousness."
Isabella giggled at that. Well, technically what Nora said was right. Demetri seemed to love Nora eccentricities, even encouraging them. However, her smile disappeared when Nora continued, "I think I have to fight you as well. You've been hiding things, and we can't have secrets between besties," she commented, wagging her spoon at Isabella in mock seriousness.
Isabella chuckled, feigning innocence. "Oh, please! I'm an open book, just with a few missing pages."
