Pretentious
The smile that's growing on Angela brightened her face. She turned towards the railing of the balcony and leaned against it, looking over the view of the Mayne City below her. Nina's apartment was on the sixteenth floor.
"You didn't have to call. You must be so busy," she said.
"Not too busy for you. I'll always have time."
"Are you…working?"
"Yeah… Sort of."
A soft knock could be heard from the other line and some shuffling. She couldn't tell where he was at the moment. Her best guess was that he was still in the car. "Sorry for disturbing you, I should let you go now."
"It's okay. Giovanni's outside the car. I have a minute to talk. Where are you?"
"At Nina's. You?"
"I'm a…out of town."
Angela could sense that he must be doing something he couldn't talk about, so she didn't ask any further questions. "Okay…"
"What did your friend say?" asked Gael.