"Mom, what do you need?"
He appeared out of nowhere; Randy's loud gleeful voice snapped Violet out from dazed. She was supposed to bring a few wine glasses to the living room, but Allen's possible scheme played on her head, why she had forgotten about it.
"I'm looking for wine glasses," Violet replied to Randy, whispering. However, the robot was vigorous.
"Ah! I moved it to the dining hall!" His voice echoed in the living room. The other three men got curious about who he was and why he called Violet, mom?
Unaware of what the guests had in their minds, Randy wheeled toward a room. Violet was left stunned.
'Allen actually had a dining room?' She could feel how her chest wanted to explode in irritation, thinking of what other tricks Allen had hidden under his sleeves!
He had a dining room!
"It's here, mom!" Randy popped his head out at the door frame and invited her to come.