While pondering about the benefits of his punishment for Due, they eventually arrived at the restaurant. Quentin pulled up while the guards parked and hurried to come get the car for Lorien.
As he alighted from the car, Lorien readjusted his suit and headed straight inside. However, what he encountered was quite appalling. Standing right by the entrance was Due, her hair dishevelled and make up almost messy.
Hell, why on earth was she always on cheap makeup? Lorien's frown embodied a lot of things, two of which were: his annoyance that she had managed to escape some of his wrath by arriving on time and his anger that she had ruined that beautiful look she had pulled earlier.
She currently looked like she had just survived a tsunami. Her chest was heaving up and down, and there was a smile that disgusted Lorien on her face.