"It's really fine, my studio will handle it." Bella took the keys from the table and put her mask back on.
The old man looked at her, "Young Acker, do you celebrities always cover your faces like this when you go out? It's fine in winter, but in summer, won't it cause a rash?"
"Not every time, it's just that today's situation is quite particular, not convenient for me to show my face in public."
"Am I making things difficult for you by calling? Oh my, if I had known, I wouldn't have called you today."
"Not at all." Bella glanced back at the old man and sighed, "But next time, if you want me to have a meal with you, just say so. Don't pretend to be sick. I really thought you had a bad fall today and worried for quite a while."
"Okay, okay, I won't do that next time." The old man nodded quickly to assure her.
Bella turned back to close the door and helped the old man downstairs.
