After the young lady left, Michael and Wendy returned to their seats.
Michael grumbled, "Who knew that someday, my charm would pale in comparison to yours."
"What do you mean by that?" Wendy feigned annoyance and continued, "Am I undeserving of having fans? Didn't you hear for yourself? I have many supporters and multiple fan clubs too! Perhaps I have more fans than you do."
"Yes, ma'am, you must have more fans than I do," Michael repeated after Wendy, giving in to her reluctantly, "That girl, isn't she still pubescent? How could she be so engrossed in talking about design when she should be at the age where girls are fawning over handsome men?"
"Oh, stop flattering yourself. Did you really think that all girls would fall for you?"
Wendy teased Michael, laughing, "She just doesn't like your type and has no idea who you are, is that not allowed?"
Michael heaved a loud sigh.
Still, Michael did not let the matter rest.
