He clutched the Plate like his life depended on it, comforting himself that this trip wasn't in vain after all—at least he'd scored a Plate of Crispy Meat. Did you see the Mayor's Eyes just now? He clearly didn't even want to give this Plate of meat away.
Once he figured out what was going on, the Secretary quickly retreated. "Mayor, then I won't disturb you and Miss Johnny any further. Goodbye."
Emilia Johnny nodded. "Goodbye, be careful on the Road."
The Secretary wrapped the Crispy Meat in his Raincoat and waved goodbye to Emilia Johnny. Wearing rain boots, he waded through water up to his thigh, was pulled onto the Boat by someone, and then left.
Anthony Davis rested his hand on her Shoulder. "It's cold outside, come in."
Emilia Johnny's Shoulder gave a little shiver; she nodded. "Oh… okay…"
Anthony Davis closed the door. The wind and rain outside were suddenly shut out, and the Living Room seemed to warm up by several degrees in an instant.
