Miley turned to her "Liza" she called with furrowed brows.
"Noah." Elizabeth growls.
Noah shrugged. With no choice left she decided to end the dispute between them.
"Hey, why don't we all agree that clubs and Bars are created for a reason," she said thoughtfully.
They both frowned at this "look we should just end this argument with something nice" she went into deep thought. "Ahh yes" she clapped "Why don't we go for shopping later. I know a good unisex boutique close by." her eyes sparkled.
"Thank God it's not food, I could have strangled Noah" Miley threw a deadly glare at him.
"Huh? What have I done to deserve you venomous words?" Noah asked with widened eyes.
"Oh come on we both know that you're the backbone always encouraging her bad habits" Miley retorted.
Noah nodded "I guess I am the backbone, Miss prissy" he mocked.
"I am not prissy," she disagreed.