"I see." Leonard said as he gently twirled the glass and placed it back on the tray, the server's head had beads of sweat on his forehead, everyone had turned to look at Skye and Leonard.
Millan stared and shook his head.
"How sure are you?" Someone chimed in, his voice was rough and firm, he had on a monocle, his beard was small and neat, a contrast to how full his hair was, no one knew if he was going for a rough look or something that would confuse even a five-year-old.
"Leo, I am so sorry, this isn't what we do here." Millan chimed in, while the stranger folded his arms and rolled his eyes. Leo, took note of that and scoffed.
"Ask the server to drink it then, it's just one drink of this tray, isn't that odd? I did see him, I won't ignore someone adding a weird liquid into my husband's drink, so prove me right or wrong!" Skye said and held on to Leo's hand, like she was his protector, Leo smiled, he wanted to laugh at how silly her attempt was.
