Kevin, with an air of mystery, inquired, "Do you really not know that girl from earlier?"

Rafael rotated his phone around, resettling himself, hands clasped behind his head. "It depends on how you define 'knowing someone.'"

Kevin remarked, "The way you looked at her seemed quite different. Honestly, are you two involved? You came to see me; it wouldn't be to plead her case, would it? There are some things I must clarify upfront. It's not that I don't respect our friendship; I've always been clear about separating personal and professional matters. Even if you were here to plead, I wouldn't grant that favor."

Rafael chuckled. "I haven't said a...