Alaric grabbed Hertha's hand, ready to lead the way.
Hertha yanked herself back, shaking off his grip with a look of disdain. "Oh, please, let's just go by ourselves. If you come along and start acting all high and mighty, we'll have to babysit you the whole time, which will ruin our appetite."
With a laugh, she looped her arm through Thalassa's. "It'll just be us girls, free and easy. We can chat about whatever we want. How great is that?"
Alaric opened his mouth to protest, but Hertha cut him off, "Zip it, will you?"
Alaric: "..."
She called him delicate, and he couldn't even argue back?
As Hertha and Thalassa took a few steps, Hertha suddenly paused, turning to address Callum still lounging on the sofa. "Mr. Gordon, you should head back. Thalassa will ring you up once her designs are ready. No need to swing by her place."
Callum stood up. "You're hitting a food truck and not inviting me?"
His eyes, gleaming with a hint of mischief, flitted between Thalassa and Hertha, clearly hoping for a free meal.
Thalassa was about to say something when Hertha quickly interjected, "Mr. Gordon, it's a girls' night out. We've got loads of girly stuff to talk about. Boys will just cramp our style."
With the conversation steered that way, Callum and Alaric didn't have much choice but to back down.
Callum gave Alaric a look, chuckling, "Mr. Falconer, after you."
He gestured for Alaric to lead the way.
Alaric, clearly annoyed, just glanced at him and left on his own.
"Enjoy your dinner, I'll be off then." Callum bid Thalassa goodbye and made his exit.
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