Eve nervously answered, worried that Allan would get angry if she took too long.

"Yes, Master! What's wrong?" Eve asked quickly.

'Why is she so insensitive? She could have said, goodnight, goodnight or whatever!" he grumbled inwardly this time.

"No! That's it! I'm hanging up, OK?" Allan was about to hang up his phone.

"Eh...Mr...! Wait!" called Eve suddenly.

Allan on the other side was delighted that Eve was holding him this time. With a grin he said quickly, "What's wrong, Eve?"

"I-it's Mr...."

A nervous Eve took a deep breath. She wasn't sure if Allan would approve but she should at least try, right?

"Yes, Eve? What do you...