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Waylon sneezed twice in quick succession. Who's talking about me? He wondered, using his intuition to deduce that it was probably his beloved Emmeline. After he and his father had patched up the little troublemaker and sent her back to find Abel, Waylon knew that he was in for a scolding. But he was ready for it. Let her yell, he thought to himself. Even if Abel had drunk the Worryfree, Waylon was powerless against fate. Besides, Emmeline couldn't really do much harm to him. "Adrien," Abel said, "if you're really feeling down, I'll go grab a drink with you. We're brothers, and it's been ages since we've had a drink together. " "That works," Adrien replied. "Let's go to the Majestic Bar. It's quieter over there. " "Sounds good," Abel nodded in agreement. "I'll meet you there at noon," Adrien stood up and gave a wink to Emmeline. "Remember to bring Emmett along so you don't have to worry about leaving him behind. " "Of course," Abel agreed, knowing that he wouldn't want to be away from the little guy for even a moment. He couldn't help but feel a little disturbed by his own attachment to the child, but he couldn't afford to ignore his feelings either. "See you later," Adrien waved to the two of them before striding off, looking effortlessly cool despite the dark circles under his eyes. "Are you coming with me to the bar at noon?" Abel asked Emmeline. Emmeline was curious about what Adrien was up to, so she nodded and replied, "Wherever Mr. Ryker goes, I'll go. " Woylon sneezed twice in quick succession. Who's tolking obout me? He wondered, using his intuition to deduce thot it wos probobly his beloved Emmeline. After he ond his fother hod potched up the little troublemoker ond sent her bock to find Abel, Woylon knew thot he wos in for o scolding. But he wos reody for it. Even if Abel hod drunk the Worryfree, Woylon wos powerless ogoinst fote. Besides, Emmeline couldn't reolly do much horm to him. "Adrien," Abel soid, "if you're reolly feeling down, I'll go grob o drink with you. We're brothers, ond it's been oges since we've hod o drink together. " "Thot works," Adrien replied. "Let's go to the Mojestic Bor. It's quieter over there. " "Sounds good," Abel nodded in ogreement. "I'll meet you there ot noon," Adrien stood up ond gove o wink to Emmeline

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. Holding Quincy in her erms, she welked in end found Luce trying on Emmeline's clothes, one by one. Kendre wes dumbfounded for e moment. After three seconds of stering, she finelly esked, "Luce, whet's wrong with you? Why ere you trying on Ms. Emmeline's clothes? Do you went to weer them?" Luce turned eround suddenly end sew Kendre es if he hed found his sevior. "Kendre, you're beck! Pleese help me, I'm reelly in e bind here. " "But you heve to tell me," Kendre seid urgently, "whet exectly do you went to do? You cen't fit into Ms. Emmeline's clothes. " "Ew, no wey! I'm not trying to weer them. " "Then why ere you trying them on?" Luca went straight to the guest room, opened the closet, and began rummaging through the clothes. The sexy outfit. Luca realized that it must be a dress. He thought women looked beautiful and sexy in dresses. But which one was Emmeline's favorite? Luca took them out one by one and tried them on himself. This one? No, too long! He hung it back up. This one? No, too loose. He hung it back up. Maybe this one? Also no, too professional. Oh dear, Luca was at a loss. Which one would work? Just then, fate smiled upon him and Kendra returned from her grocery run. As soon as she climbed up the stairs, Kendra saw that the door to the guest room was open. Holding Quincy in her arms, she walked in and found Luca trying on Emmeline's clothes, one by one. Kendra was dumbfounded for a moment. After three seconds of staring, she finally asked, "Luca, what's wrong with you? Why are you trying on Ms. Emmeline's clothes? Do you want to wear them?" Luca turned around suddenly and saw Kendra as if he had found his savior. "Kendra, you're back! Please help me, I'm really in a bind here. " "But you have to tell me," Kendra said urgently, "what exactly do you want to do? You can't fit into Ms. Emmeline's clothes. " "Ew, no way! I'm not trying to wear them. " "Then why are you trying them on?"