The Nerd Is Back

Progress

I wiped the sweat from my temple, placing the two newly replaced shampoo bottles back onto the shelves. Chuckling evilly to myself, I put the fast hair removal bottle but into the duffle bag. I shuffled to the other end, checking the fake tan was now the newly in placed one.

The colour captures the natural beauty of oranges.

It will suit her perfectly, in my opinion anyways.

"you all done in there, kitten?" I called, striding back into the main room. And there, the Italian stood. His hand smeared in orange spray paint and his faced painted with an malicious grin.

I turned to admire his work, every single piece of clothing in her beautifully intricate walk-in-wardrobe was been Angelo-ified. Not a shade of any other colours were present other than orange.

"Have you got the book?" I questioned, he gestured to the hot pink book sticking out of the black duffle bag.

Angelo&Poison: 1 Rachelle: 0

"Are you both done in there?" The butler stuck his head into the room, before stepping in himself to admire the work.

"Oh wow." His eyes grew wide, but I didn't miss the sparkle of relief as he spoke to us. "I've been wanting to do that since I started working here."

We all burst out laughing, slapping our knees in hysterics. After wiping away the tears forming in his eyes from laughing so hard, Wilfred escorted us downstairs and out into the garden.

There, a table sat in the middle of a pond. The white pathways weaving towards the centre. A circle of white stone holding the table. 2 chairs neatly tucked under the table, 2 already taken.

"Please sit." The woman gestured to the two vacant seats. Angelo approached reluctantly, perching in the chairs with guarded expressions.

"let us introduce ourselves. I am Edmund Talon and this is my wife, Janit." The middle aged blond man bluntly pointed out before asking us what our names were.

"Uh I'm Lilly. Chasen." I awkwardly replied. "And I'm Angelo Rodriguez." Angelo replied with just as much unease.

"Of course. So you are the one my daughter killed." I almost fell out of the dainty little chair with shock.

"H-how?" My hands began to shake.

"Dear stop scaring them! I will explain. Our daughter came home one day very drunk and told us everything and so we have been expecting you for a while now." She took our plates, scooping piles of curry onto each before sliding back in front of us.

"Oh. Then why aren't you trying to stop us?" Angel pitched it, sniffing the curry suspiciously.

"Because it is only fair that Lilly gets revenge as what our child did was a disgusting injustice. Also we have barely seen her over these last few years so we can hardly say we are worried about her." The husband shrugged, digging into his curry with a poised back and perfect manners.

"Wait hang on, I thought we scared you... When you brought that cake round,you looked terrified of me." I muttered, half way between spoonfulls of delightful curry.

"Oh. We came because we wanted to meet you, but we didn't know if we should have told you then but with the door slamming and all, we decided against it." The wife elegantly picked up a teacup before sipping it rather daintily.

Angel and I exchanged a look. We are soo out of place here.

"Uh sorry about that?" I apologised, almost making it into a question.

"It's quite alright dear, but please eat.!" Her warm smile reassured me of any danger as I picked up the knife and fork once more and tucked into the curry.

After a few hours of idle chatting and more food, we finally bid our farewell to the happy couple with content grins.

Our job was only partly done.   Next, is the tricky part.