"That's not what I meant…"
Abigail peeked at Gael's back and panicked even further. She then whispered, "I just felt that… the food in such a minor food joint is a little unhygienic. It's not suitable for someone of your status, Pam. Let's just have food at a better restaurant."
"That does sound reasonable… but weren't you the one who suggested that we have dinner at the food joint which you visited often in high school?" Pam frowned at her. "I agreed with that because you insisted on having food here, so why have you changed your mind so suddenly?"
"Well…" Abigail tried to come up with an excuse, but her words got stuck in her throat.
Pam waved her hand at Abigail and said a little impatiently after that, "Forget it. Let's just have dinner here. I don't feel like going elsewhere now."
