From the black hair down to the dark, piercing eyes and down to the black nosemask, before her eyes finally reached the black clothes, Shikera's sixth sense was already screaming Ethan in her head. That was the way he walked too.
Immediately the thought occured to her, she hurriedly shook her head to dispell it. She must have been so desperate just now for her mind to be conjuring images of people for her. Ethan could not be here, since she left him at home.
"Excuse me, Miss! You seem to recognize the man over there, could you tell me his name please? He looks so familiar to me too..."
Shikera turned to look at the person who was talking to her and sighed. From the lady's gaze, she could see vividly that his words were a lie. The lady was also curious about who...that is surely Ethan!