Allison made her way to Ethan's car while his driver held the door open for her. Ethan walked around the car and got inside.

Allison sat in the backseat with Ethan, and the driver started the car. She leaned her head against the seat and asked,

"Where are we going?"

"Art Gallery."

Allison made a frowning face and then turned to face him. "Art Gallery?"

"That's where they decided to go."

"Who decided it?"

"Who else? Your so-called best friend."

"Don't talk about her like this."

Ethan ...