"Grandpa Bright, is that Maverick?" Ramon asked, just to be sure his eyesight was still working, and his gaze fixed on the dapper man walking into the venue.
"I think that's him." Grandpa replied after sighing, feeling a little headache.
Feeling their gazes on him, Maverick, with his extremely thick skin didn't feel embarrassed that he had went back on his words. Instead, he gave them an amorous wink before finding an attendant to get him a seat close to where they were.
The whole time, the trio of Grandpa Bright, Ramon, and Martin watched him as if he were an alien, making him roll his eyes. "Why are you looking at me like that? Do you find me extremely handsome? Take your time then, for this is a favor that I failed to give me many!"
"I'm looking at how thick your skin is," Ramon mumbled and shook his head, crossing his legs.
