"Oh, ha-ha."
Carrie immediately laughed out and held Em into her arms.
"Brilliant idea, why didn't I think of that? Good Em, you are my sweet little wingman! You know that I missed my idol last night and thus want to help me realize my dream, right?"
How could Em understand her little wingman thing? He just looked blankly at Carrie who rubbed him in her arms and held the apple that he was giving away.
"Okay, good Em, consider it done! I'll take you to D.C. Street again and look for the fellow in the black shirt!" Carrie clenched her fists.
...
After circling the parking lot of D.C. Street for several rounds, Linda finally found a vacant parking spot.
Now it was around 9 a.m., D.C. Street was ready in working mode. The parking lot was full.
After parking her car, Linda found somethi
