I looked up sharply at him. Theodore's expression wasn't joking.
"Please, help me find some evidence,"
I whispered my plea, and he nodded.
"Help me stall this matron."
"Okay."
A thought struck me. I turned to the matron behind me and said, "Oh, I suddenly feel a little..." I clutched my stomach with a troubled look and squeezed my legs together. The matron nodded knowingly and led me to the restroom.
"Oh, then I'll just wander around. As a gentleman, I don't really want to stand guard outside the women's restroom." Theodore shrugged, a playful smile on his face.
The matron glared at him and said sternly, "Don't wander off."
"Alright."
As we turned, I glanced back and saw him stride away. My anxiety eased slightly.
Thankfully, Theodore was there. He was a reliable helper.
I went
