- I thought you had some kind of Jaguar or Bugatti, - I say, sitting in a comfortable car. I noticed this the other day when I was taken to the hospital.

- Well, I'm not eighteen years old to show off. The car should be comfortable and safe.

By the way…

- And how old are you?

Barrett looks at me with a puzzled look and smiles at something.

- Miss Lewis, you have been working for me for more than a month, according to you, you have long wanted to work here, but you yourself do not know how old I am?

- When I sent out my...