"Macgyver?!" A voice squeaked from behind them, causing them to pause, a huge frow etching on Bethany's face.
"Relax. She's not important." Theo bellowed, taking a deep breath before turning to the woman, Bethany following suit, contemplating letting go of his arm.
She imagined what she looked like clinging unto his arm like a child, not satisfied with the thought, she let his arm go.
"It's really you!" The woman said looking shocked, making her way to them, or him rather, not even sparing Bethany a glance.
"Fancy seeing you here, Miss Claire." Theo acknowledged in a very bored tone, but her enthusiasm did not waver at all.
