Andrew's Dessert
"Don't even ask—" Tina groaned in frustration. "Dad is literally threatening me to go out for dinner with this guy I have only met once."
"A date?"
"Sort of," she sighed. "I really don't have the energy to argue with him anymore. You know how good he is when it comes to words, he will shut me up in no time. It's better if I just go out with him and get over it."
"Yeah, uncle is very stubborn," Rachael chuckled.
"He is very manipulative too," Tina remarked. "I mean, can't really blame him. He is a politician."
"I think it's nice he is making you do this." When Tina did not say anything, she added, "Alright, come over and feel free to raid my wardrobe."
"I am already on my way, I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
After hanging up the call, Rachael tossed her phone aside.
"What did she say?"
"She is going out with someone so she wanted to borrow a dress."
"Date?" Andrew raised his brows.