"Yandel…" Amy muttered in surprise.
"Hey Amy, is Araceli home?" Yandel asked politely. There was a pretty lady behind him wearing a beautiful red dinner dress. That's when it occurred to her that she hadn't really dressed up, she was still in her army shorts and crop top.
"Yeah, she's home, she's eating at the moment," Amy replied.
"And you are who exactly?" Maya asked, looking at her fully. She didn't look like the type of maid the Garcia's would hire, or nanny.
"Her friend, Amy.' Amy replied curtly, staring back at her daringly.
"So…are you going to let us in or what?" Yandel let out a nervous laugh, breaking the tension Amy and Maya created.
"Sorry, come in please."
Amy moved to the side and let them in. He was wearing a blazing fire top piece with an undershirt with no tie and a black trousers with black dressing shoes with a red low heel.