"Dear, if you have an invitation letter, please show it."
"Well, if you would've said that earlier, you could have saved me some trouble." Having said that, Vincent Wolf showed the receptionist the invitation letter that Yvonne Jones had sent him.
Upon viewing the electronic version of the competition invitation letter, the receptionist was flabbergasted.
He thought the guy was weird enough already, but turns out, he didn't even bother to print out the invitation letter.
It clearly says to print it out on the letter itself!
"Alright, alright, just go in," the receptionist sighed. She had confirmed that this guy really did have an invitation, and she really didn't want to argue with him about it any longer.
It wasn't until a couple minutes after Vincent Wolf had walked in that the receptionist realized something.
"Wait, did his invitation letter say he is… in high school?"
