"It's all set," Jayda beamed, walking over to Fred.

"What date is tomorrow?" Fred asked with a raised eyebrow.

"What do you mean?" She dabbed her eyebrow.

Fred and Jayda had unpacked their things into the wardrobes of their Presidential Suite. Jayda was already so tired from the stress of the day (flying in a plane for their Trip to London) and she just needed to sleep even though it was still 4pm.

Fred was laying on the bed with his palm on his forehead. Jayda climbed on the bed then placed her head on his chest, hugging him then he wrapped his free arm around her.

"I meant to...