Allan's question about Connel was ignored. He did not mind. He changed the subject and asked the girls:
"Do you think he will succeed?"
Even with Marc having said nothing, they knew what he was going to the bar for, so they took on the roles of spectators.
The brown-haired young woman sneered, the movement of her hand over her chest attracting Allan's gaze.
"Fat chance. He will be lucky if he doesn't go overboard and provoke the guardian of the beauty."
