In the corridor was standing the all too powerful Mr. Moretti senior. His eyes were small and he was watching the ferret with an annoyed look on his face. This was not good, the man was already sweating from head to toe and was trying to find an excuse for his words but all that he could think about was Ann’s words that Mr. Moretti won’t be happy with the girls getting the punishment. At first he thought that they were bluffing and that they were talking about Damian but that was not the case. “Mr. Moretti what a great surprise! How may I be…” But he did not finish the sentence. “Elle, dear don’t tell me you have forgot about our dinner plans already?” said Michael totally ignoring the squirming weasel. A bit surprised and not knowing what was going on Elle decided to go

