By this point, for Benjamin, it was normal to hear this type of request from Treit. And although a part of him wondered if she was like this with other guys when she drank... None of that mattered now.
"Sure," Benjamin replied with a casual tone, but with a slight hint of interest. Sheila raised an eyebrow and looked at him with an almost incredulous expression.
"How will we do it?" Benjamin asked, observing her reaction.
"Isn't it obvious?" Sheila replied with a tone laden with a slight mockery, as if the answer was so evident it didn't even deserve the question.
Benjamin, seizing the opportunity to play along, reclined on the sofa and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. "Enlighten this plebeian, oh great lady," Benjamin said in an exaggeratedly dramatic tone.
