“Really? You will still be doing that thing by eight o clock tonight?”

“I.. ah yes,” she said but Bernard had already picked on her hesitation and he knew that she simply does not want to go, not that she would be so busy. Persuasion has never been a thing of conviction for Marissa so he resorts to the only way he knew that could make her agree.

Bernard tilted his head as he gave her a look “Hmm, do I smell fear here?” he said out loud as if contemplating something.

Just as expected, Marissa scoffed at him “What fear? What would I be afraid of? You?” 

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