"Come on, quickly!" called July from the car.
David came in right away.
"Shall we stop by the house first?" he asked.
"Yes," said July. I haven't put my shoes on yet." July looked down—showing her feet which were only wearing flip-flops.
The car drove on the road to July's house. It only took a few minutes after arriving there. July was out again wearing black shoes with heels about five centimeters high. On her shoulder was a golden sling bag.
"Already?" asked David when July was in the car again.
July nodded. "What time is it now?" asked July later.
David looked at his wrist. "At eight o'clock."
The car was moving at a fairly high speed. Of course, David did it because July was impatient and had to get to the event soon.
"Stop, stop!" suddenly July hit David's arm.
David, who flinched, was forced to stop the car suddenly.