"You sounded so urgent on the phone. Is everything alright?" Barging into the living, she asks Lucas who's sitting on the couch. She drove home worriedly after she received his call.

"Yeah, I'm fine. There's just a little problem that needs to be tackled immediately. I don't know if you'll be nice enough to help me out," He rubs his fingers on his forehead, finding it hard to tell her what the problem is. What if she says no?

"What's the problem, Lucas? Talk to me," She urges him as she finally sits beside him on the couch, giving him a worried look. She has never seen him this disturbed...