James smiled and said, “I’m full.”

“Okay.”

Quincy answered casually and said, “Your flight is at two o’clock in the afternoon. We should have enough time if we check out now and rush to the airport.

James nodded. “Alright then, let’s check out.”

Quincy hurriedly escaped. James leaned against the sofa and watched as Quincy left. He could not help but mutter, “What’s on that woman’s mind? Why was she blushing all of a sudden?”

He plopped into the sofa and lit a cigarette.

Soon, Quincy had successfully checked them out. The two left the hotel and took a taxi to the airport.

After waiting for about ten minutes, passengers were allowed to board the plane.

The plane slowly took off into the sky.

On the plane back to Cansington, James closed his eyes and rested. He was groggy when they arrived in Cansington.

“James, we’ve landed.” Quincy's voice rang in his ears.

He opened his eyes and rubbed his temples, asking, “We arrived already?”

“What’s wrong? Do you have a headache again?”