Owen Moreland spoke lightly, "If you want to smoke, go outside."
Finn Wilson glanced at him, then took out a lighter, sparking the fire as if he was going to light a cigarette, "Give me a reason."
Owen didn't say a word, just calmly looked at him. After a moment, Finn surrendered, extinguished the lighter, and removed the cigarette from his mouth, "OK, fine, I won't smoke, alright?"
Soon, a waiter came and mentioned that a four-person private room had become available; it was perfect for the four of them.
Once inside the private room, they ordered their dishes. Viola Harris wanted to go to the bathroom and asked Amelia Clarke if she needed to go too, as Amelia was feeling a bit bloated.
The decor of Tang Mansion was ancient and antique, but the hallway was very narrow, hardly enough width for two people to walk side by side.
"Amelia, when is your wedding? I want to be your bridesmaid," Viola seemed very excited about it.
