The car stopped at the door of the Michael restaurant, and Ira opened the door. "It's a breezy day outside. Please stay warm, Madam."

"Thank you," I said with a chuckle.

"You care?" Donald sneered.

IRA lowered his head immediately.

"Go aside and don't affect our dating."

"Donald, IRA is for my good." I grimaced and spoke for IRA.

"I merely told him to get in the car," 

"Doesn't he have to eat?"

Donald became tense all of a sudden. "Do you like him?"

I was on the verge of passing out. "How could it be!" 

"Do you have feelings for him?"

"All I ask is that you treat him...