Red and Vodka, who were casually smoking on their front lawn, looked up. Their brows tightened when they saw Betty advancing toward them.
"Uh, Red?" Vodka puffed smoke into the air. "Is that woman heading here?"
Red narrowed his eyes and hummed. "Seems like it."
The duo, however, continued smoking until Betty reached their gate. She pushed it open aggressively, earning a frown from both of them.
"What the hell?" Red muttered. "First, she comes and goes here like it's her home. And now, her assistant is acting the same."
Vodka leaned toward him. "It's secretary."
"What's the difference?"
Before the two could continue discussing the difference between an assistant and a secretary, Betty huffed angrily. Her fists trembled at her sides as she glared at them.
"What are you two doing here?" She asked through gritted teeth. "Shouldn't you be somewhere else?"
"Huh?" Both Vodka and Red scrunched up their noses.
