"You're late," said Darren as he looked at Dylan who was swaggering his way in. "Your girlfriend is already gone."
Dylan plopped down beside Darren, "Girlfriend? Cali was here?"
Darren put down the book in his hand to look at his best friend, "Didi, do you have any other girlfriend?" Before Dylan could say anything, Darren gasped dramatically, "Are you going back to your old ways? Tsk! Tsk! Indeed, a playboy can't stop playing, eh? Poor Cali! But I'm warning you, before your girlfriend, Calista is a precious friend to me. You play with her, I'm gonna break your jaw!"
Dylan continued to stare at Darren's face before he shook his head, "Dazi, take my free advice. Stop spending so much time with your wife. She is rubbing off on you in a very bad way."
Darren slapped the back of his head, "How many times do I have to warn you to stop talking about my wife in this way?"
"I'm talking about my cousin, what can you do about it?" retorted Dylan proudly.
