Donald's point of view

"More than five seconds," I said with a faint smile as I advanced gently towards her. remarked, pointing to the phone's display

"Hey, don't send it!" She tried to grasp it while standing on tiptoe. "Give your phone to me and bring it!"

I lifted it high in the air, and all she could do was jump "You keep your word, and I've come! Please, Donald, hand over your phone to me! Don't post that on the internet!"

It's fascinating to see her worried. I want to tease her more the more nervous she gets.  she follows step by step.

"I'm going to upload," 

"No!" She...