Ignoring their stares, I head to the kitchen with the picnic basket in hand, ready to empty its contents and take out the cake Maximiliano left when Asher stands in my way.
"You can't go to dinner alone with him," he warns.
"Why not?"
"Because he could be a killer," he replies seriously.
I scrunch my nose. "Where did you hear that?"
He shrugs.
"Grandpa Greg told me I should watch out for you with strange men because they could be killers and do bad things to you."
With my free hand, I ruffle his hair, then give him a reassuring smile as I continue on my way to the kitchen.
"I won't go alone. Surely Mr. Donatello will join the trip without being invited, so don't worry about that," I assure him.
"But he thinks it's a date," Asher insists.
I place the picnic basket on one of the co
