Michael Quinn wore a big smile.
Helena Wills was as white as a sheet.
Beside them, Nora Scott opened a thermos and asked Pedro Langley, "Liver, do you want some?"
"Sure."
Pedro Langley smiled faintly.
Nora Scott pushed the thermos with liver towards him, "Then it's all yours."
Pedro Langley sat down compliantly.
The relaxed atmosphere seemed worlds apart from the tension next door.
Feeling inexplicably fed up with the PDA, Michael Quinn felt uneasy, and so his smile became all the more benevolent.
"Ahem, there are cameras outside the store, anyone can see, so I won't adjust them..."
Michael Quinn said as he slowly took out his phone, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and pulled up a video.
"However, I do have a little video here." Michael Quinn's eyes twinkled with delight.
He placed the phone in front of Helena Wills, and the video began to play.
