Devan is good at messing up her feelings.
Until a few minutes passed. Devan's voice came from inside the bathroom again, "Honey..." he shouted to Claire.
"May I ask your help?" he added.
Claire who was leaning on the bed slowly got down from there, walking towards the bathroom. "What's that? Tell me?" said Claire.
"The towel I was wearing fell and got wet. Can you get me a new towel? There are some new towels in the cupboard in the walk-in closet," said Devan.
"Towel? Aren't there any new towels inside?" she asked.
"Usually there is, maybe the maid forgot to put a new towel here. Can you get it for me right?" shouted Devan again.
"Okay wait a minute. I'll get it for you," Claire replied with a deep breath, she then walked towards the room the man was referring to.
About two minutes passed, Devan shouted again, "Have you found it?"
