Darica stood in front of a silver minibus with stars in her eyes as she scanned some minutes later.
Standing by her side was a dumbfounded Duke who still wasn't sure what was really going on, for everything just happened so fast that he was left in the dust.
Agnes, on the other side, was busy giving Darica some information regarding the minibus; which simply went through one ear and exited through the other.
Although she once worked at a garage for several years, that didn't mean that she knew everything.
As long as a car could move, carry people, and do what it was meant for, then she was cool with it.
As for what parts were being used and so forth, everything just sounded like an alien language to her.
And Agnes seemed to have forgotten about that, seeing how eagerly she was explaining to her.
After talking to someone who wasn't even commenting, Agnes glared at Darica but still couldn't muster the courage to scold her.
