Leo had a bad smile. "Why don't you send him a short message and tell him that you are having dinner with me? I can assure you that he will be in front of you in ten minutes. Do you believe me?"
"Do you like me, Leo?" She suddenly asked, sounding annoyed.
"Of course." He winked at her.
"Then why do I think you're taking me into the pit?" Irish waved her hands with a knife and fork, wanting to turn them into weapons to make him blind, "Why should I compromise first?"
Leo immediately raised his hand and surrendered. "You hear me out first."
Irish glared at him.
"First of all, you must admit that Joseph is busy!"
She nodded her head.
"Second, you know he never looks at his Twitter?"
"What are you trying to say?"
