Turning around, the eyes of the two women rested on an old haggard man. Seeing Alexa's face, the old man's eyes brightened as he hurriedly took her hands into his.

His face was red with excitement and his lips were trembling, "You are the character, Darkie, just like I envisioned her to be."

"Hey, old sir, are you mistaken, my friend here is Alexa and not Darkie or whatever,” Mary spoke politely but her hands were ripping the old man's hands away from Alexa.

"I am ...