Talk of the devil.” Dawson and Darryl said simultaneously. Their faced mirrored a knowing smile as they watched Phoebe approach them.
Dawson's eyebrows furrowed, giving Darryl a questioning look. “What the hell is Phoebe doing here? Dawson asked.
Dawson perceived Phoebe's appearance was not a coincidence. He had experienced this a number of times when it came to meeting Darryl at the club. He asked Darryl that question not because he didn't know Darryl had invited her. He asked because he wanted Darryl to confess to what he had done.
A broad grin spread on Darryl's face as he watched Dawson's questioning look. “Why do you ask when you already know the answer?” He winked at his friend.
“You should not have invited me since you had another company in mind”. Dawson was not mad at Darryl
