The car arrived at the Wilson's house.
Keith parked the car and looked around. He said, "It's a good place, but it looks too empty. I heard that this place was haunted. Most of the residents here moved away. Are you afraid? Anyway, you live in such a big place alone."
Shirley laughed, "What's there to be afraid of? Humans are much more terrifying than ghosts. I'm not afraid of humans, so I naturally won't be afraid of ghosts."
She unfastened her seatbelt, opened the door of the passenger seat, and prepared to get out of the car.
Keith placed his long arms on the steering wheel and looked at Shirley. Suddenly, he wanted some more and asked Shirley "Aren't you going to invite me upstairs for tea?"
Shirley turned around, her fair face revealing a gentle smile. She said gracefully, "Of course, no problem. I have some perfect tea in my place."
Shirley's smile was like a blooming rose, bright and charming. Keith was totally attracted.