Ding dong!
While they were chatting idly, a ring from the doorbell sounded from outside. Ivanka picked up the remote on the table, and the LCD screen in the dining room lit up, displaying the view outside the apartment.
A person wearing a blue dress stood in the hallway, her golden long hair cascading down, slightly plump in figure, with a white "Scream" movie ghost face mask on, waving towards the camera.
"Take off the mask!"
Ivanka, holding the remote, said.
"It's me, Tiffany, can't you recognize me?"
The person in the monitor shouted, her voice crisp and clearly that of a young girl.
"Remove the mask, or I won't open the door."
Ivanka said indifferently.
"Hmph!"
The person in the monitor stomped her foot in anger, turned, and walked away. After a few seconds, she reappeared at the door without the ghost face mask, revealing a slightly plump round face, pouting at the monitor. She wasn't as cute as Selena but still a pretty girl.