You're Even Crazier Than Me

"Thank you." Carla managed a smile and walked in quickly.

Christy was shocked. Other restaurants treated her friend as an important guest, but clearly she couldn't even get a second helping of tofu pudding here. She smiled at Mag courteously, took another look at Amy, and followed Carla in.

Mag's eyes lingered on Christy for a moment. She was so attractive that even Mag couldn't help but stare at her. Her golden hair was tied neatly and beautifully at the back of her head, her purple golden ensemble somewhat like what a lady in his previous life working in an office would wear, her brown eyes giving off such confidence. Mag recognized the emblem on her front. The picture was not strange to anyone living in Chaos City.