Greg's face was full of panic and guilt.
"It's fine. Now that I'm here, I can handle it. You don't have to worry about it anymore, Greg." Ray smiled as he patted Greg's shoulder.
"Thank you, boss," Greg replied, a smile spreading across his face.
"You seem unusually prepared today," Ray remarked with a peculiar look, noticing the gel in Greg's hair, which styled his red hair in a fashionable way. He was dressed in black jeans, a t-shirt, and a leather jacket.
"Uh, boss..." Greg rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.
"Did you find your girl?" Ray's smile turned playful as he teased him.
"How did you know?" Greg exclaimed, his eyes widening in disbelief as he looked at Ray.
"Hahaha," Ray chuckled. "So, you did find your girl, huh."
"It was written all over your face."
"What?" Greg was shocked. "Really?" He touched his face before taking out his phone and looking at himself with a confused expression.
