[It's been two months since ANDRE and MARIA had started dating. Their anniversary is today.]
ANDRE: MARIA, my family would be coming to London next two months which is May. And I was wondering whether we could visit them for dinner just once, if it ain't gonna be a problem?
MARIA:I wouldn't mind if that's what isĀ gonna make you happier .And I think it's time I met the woman who gave birth to this guy who's actually my boyfriend.
ANDRE: Yeah, if you're less busy today let's visit the park. [He kissed her on the lips. He could smell the tantalizing scent of her black skin, wishing to bite her sweet neck with his fangs. Hoping to have a drink of her warm and sweet scented blood.]
MARIA: Well I don't have anything to do today, so let's go right away.
ANDRE: If you say so, let me order an Uber to take us there.
[The trip to the park lasted five minutes since it wasn't far from the college. The uber driver wasn't happy despite ANDRE giving him a tip.]
ANDRE: I don't really get that driver's problem. He should be happy that I ordered a ride; instead he's pissed at me.
MARIA: He was pissed maybe because our destination was a block away from our location.
ANDRE: So it's my fault for trying to help an old dude earn a few pounds. His info here says he's Grey Bishop a thirty three year old man, no marital status, lives with his seventy year old mother and a twelve year old sister on Wembley Street.
MARIA: Probably he didn't want to leave his mother alone.
ANDRE: It doesn't give him the right to get pissed at me. If he can't leave his mother alone, then why did he choose to be an uber driver?
MARIA: Let's stop speaking 'bout this matter and go get some ice cream.
ANDRE: As you wish, MARIA.