Can’t Keep Up With My Good Looks

"Good day Miss Ariel, how do you do?" Elvis greeted like a gentleman after the brief exchange with his mom.

"I'm doing fine, and you?" Ariel responded with an equally lovely smile.

Elvis's good nature and intelligence had left a good impression on her the very first time they met. She couldn't help but praise,

"Elvis is a cute boy with an incredible personality, he doesn't even act like other children that are always throwing tantrums."

"Thanks Miss Ariel," Elvis responded politely before turning back to Kathleen.

"Mom, you said over the phone that you had something to tell us," reminded Elvis.

It was then, Eleanor recalled their previous conversation. "Yes Mummy, I remember you said so on the phone, hurry up mummy and tell us what it is."

"Why are you suddenly so impatient to hear it? You never mentioned it when I came in." Kathleen gave a soft pinch on Eleanor's chin and taunted with a doting smile.