Alexander looked at the woman, dressed in various layers of clothing and sporting a floppy hat and dark shades, as she walked into the empty restaurant. "You're late," he said.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Cena," she apologized. "I had a little problem on my way here."
"Why are you dressed like a fugitive?" he asked, gesturing towards her outfit.
"Do you know how many threats I've received in the last couple of days? Of course, I had to disguise myself to be able to go out," she explained, her tone annoyed.
"What's with that tone? You brought this upon yourself, not me," he responded without any emotion or pity.
"I know. I know I did this to myself. I underestimated the power of your and Miss Kings' fans, including the public in general." She paused to settle down then continued.
"I didn
