Licking the spoon of the last drop of ice cream, Theidta asked, “So… Don’t you people get bored wearing these black suits?” Ronald looked at her through the sunglass and replied, “No.” Thiedta scrunched her nose and her lips upturned with disappointment. Up until now, Ronald has been answering her with a ‘no’,’yes’, and a ‘maybe’. She wanted real asnwers. So, she prodded him again with another question. “What is your surname?” She asked. Sighing through hsi nose, Ronald muttered, “For the hundredth time, Ms.Anvil, I am not allowed to share my personal details.” Keeping the cup on the table, Thiedta asked, “Then tell me this, who he wants to bring back form the dead?” THe smile was gone, the fake playfulness was gone from her voice, whichw as evident to the guard. “That is his information t
