Not only did we find it amusing, but we even had to cover our mouths to stifle our laughter. I didn't realize Arnold was such a drama queen.

"Are you demanding something from me?" Arnold continued to act, "Okay, let's say around 5 p.m. It'll be dinner time by then."

"Actually, can it be around 2 p.m.? Mr. Arnold, please." The man on the other end sounded exasperated.

"Let me remind you again, don't talk to me in that tone. I hate it!" Arnold said sternly into the phone. "2 p.m. it is. Don't rush me anymore, damn it. Even on vacation, I can't catch a break."

With that, he hung up the phone and looked at Atlas. "All set."

At this point, everyone burst into laughter.

Dylan patted his shoulder teasingly. "Mr. Arnold, you're a master at this acting game. If you go down this path, you'll be top-tier."

“Even if I don't go down that path, I'm still top-tier." Arnold laughed.

"Arton, you won't be on the same flight with them. You'll leave first," Atlas told Arton. "Later, I'll have Ca