As you wish, I'll be there

"What do you mean 'ah'? Didn't you understand?" Angel looked at Sam with a slight smile.

It seemed like a dare, as if she really expected him to sniff Sophie's feet.

Impossible, right?

So Sam immediately looked at Angel with righteous indignation.

"What are you talking about... I'm your boyfriend, not a police dog you've raised."

At this, even Isabella couldn't help but laugh.

Sophie, with cheeks tinged pink, looked at the two of them. "You two are nuts..."

Angel chuckled as she watched Sam.

"You see, you don't smell her feet, and now Sophie is getting mad."

"Is that so? I think the joke's gone far enough, let's not get too carried away," Sam reminded her, somewhat helplessly.

Angel suddenly flashed a cold smile.

"Really? You think it's too much? So, by saying that, you mean you're taking her side?"

How had this become a matter of taking sides?