George looked at her and reminded him, "Don't kill her."

"I know." he whispered but then pulled away and narrowed his eyes at Austin. "Which one? There are so many blondes in blue dress."

"What? It's the one with green eyes."

"How the fuck am I supposed to look at his eyes?" George growled. "Oh, yeah. Let me take a look again." Austin looked again and said, "The one holding a golden purse, sitting on the laps of an English guy."

"You should have told me before." He muttered.

"Hurry up, boys." I said. "Scold this idiot." Mumbled George.

I motioned Austin to give me the binocular so I could...