010-DR-FLOSS

Amy couldn’t help but pout when he didn’t agree about her being a professional. She’s a sucker for compliments. Lazily she put back her laptop inside it’s case and returned to the sandwich she was eating. Her gaze followed the male as he took the tray from their table as she chewed thoroughly. “Ya! I’m not done eating,” she cried out, hands brought up in the air to grab the tray from him but it was too late. “You wasted so much food!” She said through her gritted teeth. After hearing his request to send him a text message she snap backed to her other personality, the serious one. “Oh, don’t worry. I already sent you an e-mail about everything and I already booked the driver. If you don’t want to use it at least let your assistant ride it or something.” She popped in her mouth the last bite of her snack and got up from her seat. “Ride? I bought a car but I’ll have it pick up by someone because I’m not rude like you. A cocky dentist who decline free rides.” Childishly she stuck her tongue out at him before reaching out for her bag. 

I only rejected the offer because I hate being indebted to someone, especially strangers. What’s up with her feisty attitude? He heaved a sigh that released the tension that has built up in his body and put the keys away. “If you don’t want a ride, you can decline it. There was no need for you to go to the extreme of voicing out your honest opinions of me,” he decided that he had enough of being in the presence of someone who thinks of him poorly and didn’t want to waste any more time with someone immature. If she sees me as a cocky dickhead dentist, then so be it. I’m not going to see her again anyway. “See you when I do.” 

“Okay, enough with personal stuffs. Let’s talk about the event.” Within just a blink of an eye, Amy suddenly looked so serious. She cleaned up the table before placing her laptop on top of it. “This event is going to be part of the CSR of Lee-Kim Group and there will be approximately twenty dentist and you’re going to be one of them. — You’ll be able to meet dentists around the word and like I said I while ago you can promote your clinic. A lot will benefit this event, the children, you and other dentists and the company who will be sponsoring this event.” She turned the screen to the doctor before playing a short audio-visual presentation which contained all the details he needs to know. After the video ended she closed the laptop and looked at him straight in the eyes with a confident smile on her face. “A company driver will pick you up and I will meet you there. — See? I’m no longer the Lunatic from college! Don’t I look like a professional organizer?” Way to ruin the mood, Amy.

Wow, this guy sure has a lot of questions. She didn’t mind though, in fact she was quite amused by his inquisitive demeanour. It had been a hell of day for her, having to cover her colleague’s shift on top of her own. This encounter is exactly what she needed to help her forget, even just for a moment, about the fight she got in with a customer earlier, her aching feet, her overdue rent and the list goes on. 

“Well, we have Burnett’s orange vodka as the base, top it up with some orange juice, cranberry extracts and you guessed it- lemonade.”. A soft giggle escaping her lips as she put extra emphasis on the last word. “I think the Sunset Orange will do the trick, it’s pretty Interesting (sour), it’ll definitely give you that kick you need,” she smirked.

Now it was her turn to ask the questions. “So, Mr I need some oomph in my life, what do you do for a living huh?” She studied him carefully, nodding to herself every time she made an observation. Hmm, nice shoes, branded watch. “Let me guess, you’re either a lawyer or a doctor of some sorts.. am I right?” 

Amy gasped leaning back on her seat before bursting out into laughter, slapping her legs. Did he just really believe that? She was only messing with his head and for his age he looked so much younger. She even thought that she was older than him but that would be just too much, he might think she’s hitting on him. “Oh! Really? Look very mature,” she lied, a sly smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. “I was born in Ireland but then I moved here when I sixteen but I fly back and forth during summer,” she mused shrugging her broad shoulders. She explained to him why the Korean culture haven’t sunk in her. “You’ve got a lot of questions, ya’ know? — Well, I do have a calculator in my office. I do have an accountant who handle all my financial statements and I’m kinda the owner the firm I’m working at. People works for me. I sound like a spoiled brat, huh? What I’m trying to say is I don’t have a boss and I have people who computes for me. Do you get it?” Why are you so bad at explaining. “Stop it with the questions, Dr. Kang. Let’s talk about the event.”

Eat comfortably? Oh, you don’t have to say that to her. She’ll eat comfortably without your permission. She simply nodded at his words while champing on every edible matter sitting on their table not caring much about he male. Amelia was too busy with her food that she didn’t even bothered talking. I’m probably making him really uncomfortable. Am I the only enjoying the food. I don’t wanna come of rude. She thought to herself while putting down her second dish. “How old are you?” She quizzed. The girl was gobsmacked that both of them just asked the same thing. “Wah! We just asked the exact question? How cool.” Easily entertained Amy clapped her hands together happily like sea lion. “I’m born on 1993, I’m not really sure how to count in Korean age and I’m bad at math. So I’m either 23 or 24. I can’t count.” The girl was quite the talker, she tends to ramble words way too much. “Uh–you? Let me guess? You’re around 30 to 35?” 

‘ since i do acknowledge your looks, i demand for a free check up. please check my teeth, doctor. i’ll do anything for a free checkup. i’m broke right now so yeah. i hope you’ll reconsider. ’

Wearing heels was a complete mistake, she didn’t know she’d be running around the place in search of coffee and decent snacks for the two of them. The girl was a foodie, you can’t really blame her, she won’t settle for so-so food. She held onto two trays packed with dishes she fins mouthwatering as she rushed backed to the male’s whereabouts. “Hi, sorry.” It took her a solid fifteen minutes she hoped she wasn’t wasting too much of his time. “Here you go. Eat anything you like. I don’t really know what to buy you so I bought everything.” Amy found herself comfortable sitting back on the metal stool with her legs far apart. Good thing, you’re not wearing dress. Acting like a lady isn’t her thing either. “Dig in!” She announced before taking a huge bite from her sandwich. “Mhmm– this is really good.” Amy! Haven’t you heard of don’t talk when your mouth is full. “Sorry,” she chuckled covering her mouth with a tissue.