Love Contract with the Queen Actress - Chapter 28

“President Kuang, why are you sitting here?”

A man’s voice rang out. The woman in the black suit, seated quietly beside Liu Ruomeng who was hunched over like a timid quail, slowly lifted her gaze and looked over.

“Oh, President Fu.” She stood up and shook Fu Chucheng’s hand in a businesslike manner.

“What a coincidence.”

Fu Chucheng was the second son of the Fu family, with medium-length hair and fair skin that gave him a boyish charm.

“I just stepped out to take a company call. Didn’t expect to run into you when I got back. Truly a coincidence.”

Fu Chucheng glanced behind Kuang Gong and spotted Kuang Li. He raised his hand in greeting, they clearly knew each other, but their interaction was brief and perfunctory.

Fu Chucheng did notice Liu Ruomeng, dressed in emerald green like a hummingbird, but since he didn’t recognize her, he simply ignored her.

“President Kuang, isn’t your seat in the front row? Why are you sitting so far back?”

Fu Chucheng was the type to speak his mind. He didn’t mean to disparage the back row, but his tone made it clear he didn’t think much of it.

Under normal circumstances, Liu Ruomeng would’ve rolled her eyes hard, partly out of disdain for being looked down on, and partly because this man was Fu Mozheng’s brother. As far as she was concerned, no one in the Fu family was worth a damn.

But right now, she was as still as if she’d been hit with a paralysis spell, sitting stiffly in her chair, staring blankly at the floor.

It was unclear whether she’d suffered another shock, but it seemed as if her soul had been flayed, leaving behind nothing but an empty shell.

Kuang Gong cast a sidelong glance at the figure in emerald green and smiled faintly, her expression devoid of warmth. “Me?”

“I’m just here to enjoy the show up close.”

Enjoy the show?

What show?

Fu Chucheng was naturally restless even as a CEO, he couldn’t shake it off. The mention of a “show” piqued his interest, but before he could ask any questions, the host’s booming, dramatic voice cut through his thoughts.

“And the winner of tonight’s ‘Starry Night’ Most Popular Celebrity Award, in second place, is Liu Ruomeng!”

The venue was vast, and the trailing syllable of “Meng” echoed hollowly, reverberating through the air.

The silence this time lasted even longer than before, followed by a wave of hushed murmurs.

“Huh?”

“Who? Liu Ruomeng?”

“Who the hell is Liu Ruomeng?”

“That actress who got exposed for bullying her co-stars on set during a livestream? The one who flopped?”

“Oh, great. So ‘Starry Night’ is playing games like this now, huh? Bold move! No wonder they used gold and silver envelopes for first and second place, turns out they were hiding the Gold Horn King and Silver Horn King, making us all part of this little adventure, huh?”

“Fine, fine. Next thing you know, they’ll have Fu Mozheng and Liu Ruomeng perform a dance together. City folks sure know how to have fun!”

Liu Ruomeng was stunned. She vaguely thought she’d heard her name, but she wasn’t sure. She wasn’t sure if a woman’s voice had just congratulated her. Dazedly, she lifted her head and realized everyone was turning to look at her.

Why are you looking at me? My makeup and outfit are terrible today, can you not?

What the hell are you still staring at? What’s so interesting?

You’ve got to be kidding me. First place? In my dreams, maybe. Still looking? Piss off!

Just as her mind was raging while her face remained frozen in a daze, she faintly heard a small voice calling her from beside her.

“Xiao Meng, Xiao Meng?”

“Xiao Meng, are you okay? The camera just cut to you!”

It wasn’t until Kuang Li nudged her twice that Liu Ruomeng snapped out of it, realizing her own dazed face was now plastered on the big screen.

Her first thought was, What the hell, who is this woman? Why is she so dark?!

That night, the hashtag “#LiuRuomengAndFuMozhengDanceOff” trended at the top of Weibo.

Perhaps because this year’s rankings were so dramatic, the buzz refused to die down, with discussions skyrocketing. The dance video was turned into a GIF meme, spreading like wildfire across the internet.

Both of them wore voluminous, exaggerated skirts, and they seemed to have zero chemistry, stepping on each other’s feet, tugging at each other’s sleeves, dancing like they were possessed. The footage was captioned with various texts, spawning an entire meme collection.

The parody section of a certain video site was also flooded, filled with edits of their green-and-purple ballroom dance, twisted into absurd remixes.

Since the two had been drawn from the organizer’s prepared gold and silver envelopes, a new catchphrase was born, Blind box pulls out the Gold Horn King and Silver Horn King.

Soon, people started referring to them as the Gold Horn King and Silver Horn King, and an odd ship emerged, forbidden sisterly love, the kingfisher and the eggplant fell in love that night.

…

The night wind was icy, the deep chill of the capital cutting straight to the bone.

Even after boarding the business car back with Shen Wu, Su Yuchen still couldn’t quite believe what had happened.

Wrapped in her down jacket, she rubbed her shoulders, hugging herself tightly, no need to pretend to be graceful now. The cold seemed to have seeped into her very bones, lingering stubbornly.

“Not everyone is cut out to be a celebrity.”

The words slipped out without much thought, a genuine reaction.

Maybe it was because she finally felt relaxed enough around Shen Wu to say whatever came to mind.

Shen Wu was cold too, but she’d been through enough of these events to handle it better than Su Yuchen, both mentally and preparation-wise.

She pulled a blanket over, scooting closer to drape it over both of them, then shivered slightly.

“I told you to use more heat packs, but you wouldn’t listen.”

As if infected, Su Yuchen shivered too.

The next second, she felt Shen Wu’s mischievous hand land on her, “Mmm… not my waist, it’s too ticklish.”

She was genuinely ticklish, and applying heat packs earlier had already subjected her to Shen Wu’s relentless teasing. The full-body tremors were not an experience she wanted to relive.

Shen Wu seemed to recall something, a smirk curling at the corner of her lips.

“Why not?”

“Miss, what exactly can’t you handle?”

“Here? Or here? Maybe… here?”

“Mmm…” Su Yuchen’s face flushed red, her mind screaming, Why is she doing this again?!

“Stop messing around,” Su Yuchen protested under the blanket, trying to block Shen Wu’s troublemaking hand. “I can’t handle any of it, so stop tickling me!”

The driver up front didn’t turn around, but the staff member in the passenger seat had gone stiff-necked,

+clearly trying very hard to appear uninterested, but the rigid posture only made it more obvious.

Su Yuchen peeked at the front seat, embarrassed, and grabbed Shen Wu’s hands.

“Alright, alright, enough fooling around. I still have things to ask you.”

Shen Wu allowed her to keep holding her hand, the smile at the corners of her lips deepening.

“Oh? What did you want to ask me?”

Seeing that mischievous look in her eyes again, Su Yuchen quickly used one hand to capture both of Shen Wu’s hands, while her free hand slipped out from under the blanket and wrapped around Shen Wu’s shoulders.

In an instant, Shen Wu’s entire body was enveloped in Su Yuchen’s warm embrace.

Some people could effortlessly maintain an innocent, harmless appearance, delicate and frail like a little white rabbit yet somehow manage to pin someone else’s wrists with just one hand, their strength astonishingly formidable.

Of course, they could also be quite wild when it came to mischief, though they’d never admit it.

“Oh? What are you doing?” Shen Wu raised an eyebrow, showing great interest in this unusually “proactive” version of Su Yuchen.

The next second, Su Yuchen’s slender, pale fingers reached the edge of the nearby pillow. With a quick tug, she pulled the soft cushion over from the adjacent seat, right in front of Shen Wu, and stuffed it under the blanket, creating a barrier between their waists.

Shen Wu: “…”

“You’re really something, huh? Already learned to feign one thing while doing another, using a question as a distraction.”

Only after completing all her “defensive preparations” did Su Yuchen finally relax, squeezing under the same warm blanket with Shen Wu, now separated by the pillow.

She let out a long, relieved sigh. “I really do have something to say. I wasn’t trying to distract you.”

Her tone was sincere, her clear, watery almond eyes brimming with honesty. When she looked at someone like that, it was nearly impossible to refuse her.

Their body heat quietly mingled, the faint fragrance of their skin intertwining with their senses. A warm, familiar feeling slowly rose from within, dispelling the bleak chill of winter.

Once again, Shen Wu found herself helpless against Su Yuchen’s beauty. She let the matter drop with nothing more than a sigh, her final half-hearted protest.

After exhaling, she spoke calmly. “I know what you want to ask.”

The train compartment was dim, but Su Yuchen’s eyes were bright as she gazed at Shen Wu. “I really didn’t expect that you wouldn’t be first this time.”

“It’s strange.”

Like everyone else, she had long taken it for granted that Shen Wu would always come out on top.

Who could possibly surpass Shen Wu?

Yet tonight, this unexpected outcome had occurred. It was just too bizarre.

Even if not first, Shen Wu should at least have ranked somewhere. But this time, her name was completely absent from the top ten.

How could that not be strange?

A thick cloud of confusion seemed to hover visibly over Su Yuchen’s brow.

Like a little mushroom with a tiny raincloud over its head.

Shen Wu, entirely unbothered, scooted closer to this little mushroom. A warm finger peeked out from under the blanket, pressing lightly against Su Yuchen’s furrowed brow before playfully rubbing it. “It’s not strange. I withdrew.”

“Withdrew?”

Su Yuchen’s brow naturally smoothed under her touch, replaced instead by surprise. “Ah… When did that happen?”

“That, I won’t tell you.” Shen Wu’s finger, which had been resting on Su Yuchen’s brow, now followed her gaze downward, tapping lightly on the tip of Su Yuchen’s nose.

“Too many people were playing dirty tricks this year. I didn’t want to give them the satisfaction.”

Shen Wu disdained buying data to save face, she was already radiant enough on her own.

Being that kind of person, she naturally wouldn’t help Su Yuchen buy data either.

Fu Mozheng was easy to understand, she had the solid backing of the Fu Corporation and three CEO brothers who doted on and protected her. They must have invested heavily in promoting her.

“Then… what about Liu Ruomeng?”

Su Yuchen couldn’t hold back and finally asked.

As far as Su Yuchen knew, Liu Ruomeng was busy taking care of her cats and dogs, livestreaming to earn money for her stray animal rescue center, and constantly seeking investments. She definitely didn’t have the spare cash to pull off these kinds of underhanded tactics.

Then, Shen Wu’s light, unhurried voice sounded: “It was Kuang Gong’s doing.”

“Huh?”

The confusion seemed to clear up, yet it didn’t.

Su Yuchen was even more baffled. “A miner?”

Shen Wu nearly burst out laughing, her lips pressed tightly together as she suppressed it for a long moment before speaking.

“Her surname is Kuang, given name Gong.”

“The eldest daughter of Kuang Shi Group, currently its acting CEO.”

“Two hours before the event ended, right when we were walking the red carpet, she threw in five million to push Liu Ruomeng to second place on the popularity chart.”

“…”

Su Yuchen suddenly recalled the emcee holding up a POS machine like a comedian, so that’s where the five million went.

“But… why?”

Shen Wu shrugged indifferently. “No idea. Probably just messing around.”

Spending five million just to mess with someone, is this how the rich roll?

As expected, I’m the only poor one in this world.

The impoverished Su Yuchen nearly shed tears of sorrow. After a pause, she said, “Honestly, instead of spending that five million on data manipulation, donating it to Liu Ruomeng’s stray animal rescue center would’ve probably moved her more.”

“That’s between them, has nothing to do with me.”

As she spoke, Shen Wu seemed to grow a little bored and tapped Su Yuchen’s nose again.

Lightly, teasingly, like playing with a kitten but her slender fingers carried an endless undercurrent of emotion, stirring something deep.

“You ask so many questions about unimportant things. Right now, I have something far more important to do with you.”

“…”

“Mmm.”

Su Yuchen’s ears flushed red in an instant, her mind inexplicably wandering, first the forehead, then the nose, where next…

Lewd thoughts began churning, her fair neck turning pink under the pale skin.

“Ah, no! we’re in the car.”

Afraid Shen Wu might take things too far, she protested in a tiny voice, almost like a murmur.

But it only came off as coy, half-hearted resistance.

To Shen Wu, it looked utterly delectable.

Shen Wu leaned in closer, deliberately teasing her, her breath brushing against the faintly flushed, delicate skin of Su Yuchen’s neck.

“I just realized, you’re a bit of a tease.”

“A t-tease? What?”

Su Yuchen didn’t dare look at her, the warmth of Shen Wu’s breath making the fine hairs on her ears stand on end.

Her head bowed under the intoxicating fragrance, knowing full well that meeting Shen Wu’s gaze would spell disaster.

Shen Wu nudged her shoulder playfully. “You’re so good at teasing, shouldn’t I negotiate terms with you?”

Without even waiting for Su Yuchen to slowly ask what terms, Shen Wu took the lead. “Fu Nan drafted another contract about us appearing on another variety show together.”

After a pause, she continued, “You know, filming these shows requires us to spend a lot of time together. Since we’re both artists with unpredictable schedules, the only solution is to squeeze in time outside of work. In other words-”

She smirked. “You can move in with me. Don’t worry.”

Shen Wu pressed closer once more, her intoxicating fragrance swirling like a rose-scented tide, overwhelming the senses and leaving one dizzy and parched.

This time, she paused just long enough before continuing, “I won’t make any unreasonable demands. After all, this is for work, isn’t it?”

“And,”

A strand of Shen Wu’s long hair brushed against Su Yuchen’s ear, tickling the skin of her shoulder and neck, sending shivers down her spine.

Su Yuchen still didn’t dare lift her head or respond, but her ears had turned an exaggerated shade of red.

Seeing her on the verge of retreating into her shell again, Shen Wu scratched Su Yuchen’s chin playfully, like teasing a kitten. “Besides, I can’t guarantee what you might do to me.”

“Honestly, I’m taking a big risk here too.”

Su Yuchen: “…”

Su Yuchen was speechless. Shen Wu’s concerns weren’t entirely unfounded, after all, not long ago, she had done something strange in the elevator.

Just thinking about it made her feel guilty.

“I was drunk that time… I won’t drink again,” she replied in a tiny voice.

“Oh? So does that mean you agree?”

Their hushed whispers carried no discernible meaning to the front seats, and with the distance between the business-class seats, neither the staff nor the driver could make out their conversation clearly, just a low indistinct murmur.

Out of the corner of her eye, Su Yuchen caught sight of those crimson lips, now dangerously close, the fragrance seeming to seep into her very pores. Flustered, she blurted, “No, we can’t.”

“Can’t? So, you’re refusing to sign the contract?”

Shen Wu arched a brow, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Su Yuchen quickly shook her head. “No, I mean, we can’t mess around in the car.”

The last words were uttered so softly they were nearly inaudible, as if she truly feared being overheard, probably terrified of the social embarrassment.

“Oh? What are you afraid of?” Shen Wu’s red lips drew even closer, her words brushing deliberately against Su Yuchen’s ear.

Afraid of what? Of course she was afraid.

Afraid of Shen Wu’s boldness, afraid of this dangerously intimate atmosphere.

But most of all, afraid she might lose control.

If-

No! No “ifs”! Absolutely not! There were people in the front seats!

Su Yuchen was locked in an internal battle.

Then, a soft laugh sounded by her ear. “What are you thinking about?”

The next second, her earlobe was bitten punishingly by the woman beside her.

Before Su Yuchen could process the tingling sensation or the lingering warmth of that damp touch, before she could even raise a hand to cover her ear, Shen Wu mercilessly pinched her cheek.

Her fair, soft skin was pulled up, looking irresistibly plump and pinchable.

Having bitten her, Shen Wu acted as if nothing had happened, now thoroughly enjoying the cheek-pinching. “Have you been watching some old-fashioned dramas again?”

“Cut back on that stuff. It rots your brain.”

With each word, her fingers tightened slightly, as if playing with a stress toy.

“…”

Su Yuchen: “…”

The flirtatious atmosphere was instantly shattered. Shen Wu reached out and tapped the driver’s seat. “Old Du, pull over at the Hot Springs Villa up ahead.”

“Yes, Miss.”

The low-profile driver spoke his first words since they had gotten in the car, then fell silent again, signaling and merging right at the next intersection.

The turn was so abrupt that several cars trailing far behind were forced onto the overpass, brushing past their vehicle.

The staff member in the passenger seat, who had been pretending to be invisible, finally seemed to exhale in relief. When they saw they had shaken off the paparazzi, they even pumped their fist in triumph.

If it weren’t for Shen Wu who practically counted as half their boss being in the car, they probably would’ve let out a loud whoop, like watching their favorite player score in a soccer match.

After a series of twists and turns, the little tails behind them were thoroughly shaken off, with not a single car managing to keep up.

The car eventually came to a stop in front of a private villa, just as instructed.

The electric sliding door of the van whirred softly as the mechanical arm retracted, closing slowly behind the two of them.

Beyond the cobblestone path stood a glass greenhouse enveloped by warm spring water.

The domed ceiling and floor-to-ceiling windows were adorned with clusters of climbing roses, their vines thriving in the humid air, creeping up the glass and converging toward the apex.

Soft music mingled with the gentle murmur of flowing water.

A thin mist curled around their ankles. Su Yuchen, still in her high heels, felt slightly unsteady on the stone floor of the glass greenhouse.

The irregularly laid stone slabs left small gaps between them, and the slender, towering heels of her satin shoes made it easy to misstep and get caught in the crevices, an awkward predicament.

After stumbling a couple of steps, she saw a delicate hand clad in black velvet gloves extend toward her.

The massive diamond on the index finger shimmered brilliantly, refracting dazzling hues.

Yet, with a flick of the wrist, its owner disregarded its splendor, turning it downward and offering only her palm to Su Yuchen.

“Come with me.”

Shen Wu reached out, her gaze steady on the woman before her.

They were nearly the same height, standing eye to eye.

Su Yuchen found herself lost in those mesmerizing peach-blossom eyes, glistening like water under moonlight. As if guided by some unseen force, her hand settled into Shen Wu’s palm.

She had lost count of how many times they had held hands that night. Shen Wu led her through the misty haze toward the circular stage at the center of the courtyard.

The soft music flowed, blending with the gentle ripples of water around them, creating an ethereal, dreamlike atmosphere.

“Earlier, I mentioned there was one more important thing to do with you.”

Shen Wu clasped Su Yuchen’s hand, guiding her to the center of the water stage.

“You made a wish, didn’t you? Over the pumpkin you split in half.”

Su Yuchen parted her lips slightly, a surge of emotion rendering her speechless.

She wasn’t sure if it was because of the pumpkin’s demise or the fact that her silly little wish had been witnessed.

For a moment, words failed her.

Then she heard Shen Wu chuckle softly.

“So, let’s dance.”

Su Yuchen froze for a solid three seconds, her heart churning with overwhelming emotion.

The tangled feelings inside her cascaded like a waterfall breaking free.

Shen Wu had heard her heart’s desire.

Not only had she heard it, but she had acted on it.

She had brought her to this fantastical place, held her hand amid the swirling mist.

She had added a vivid stroke to the already breathtaking dream unfolding in Su Yuchen’s heart.

To bring someone’s dream to life, how rare and romantic a feat that was.

And now, in this very moment, Shen Wu was about to fulfill that wish, to dance with her as she had silently hoped.

The warmth in Su Yuchen’s heart was enough to ward off any winter chill. Her almond-shaped eyes, bright and luminous, shimmered with unspoken joy.

“Okay… b-but I’m not very good at it.”

Growing up, her family could barely scrape together the money for regular tutoring, let alone something as elegant as dance lessons.

Shen Wu steadied her by the shoulders. “It’s alright, I’ll lead you.”

In the greenhouse veiled in a faint mist, roses bloomed in a riot of colors, vibrant and dazzling.

The hems of their dresses intertwined as they melted into the flowing music, transforming themselves into radiant, captivating notes.

Su Yuchen had never danced a waltz like this before. At first, she stepped on Shen Wu’s feet, but gradually, she surrendered to Shen Wu’s rhythm, guided by the arms around her waist and shoulders. Before long, she found herself effortlessly merging with the music.

“See? You’re dancing beautifully.”

Shen Wu’s hand rested on the small of Su Yuchen’s back as she guided them in a turn, their steps perfectly in sync.

Her long, wavy hair, swept over one shoulder, fluttered lightly with each movement.

“Actually, I often have a dream too. In it, someone dances with me beneath a starry dome entwined with roses. I was very young then, and I hid away crying after being mocked for my height.”

“A little girl crouched in front of me for the longest time, waiting until I finished venting my frustration. Her legs must have gone numb, but she wasn’t the least bit angry. Her eyes sparkled with laughter as she told me a story about princesses in love who escaped the clamor of the ball and hid in a greenhouse unseen by others, dancing a waltz meant only for them.”

“So hiding isn’t so bad. Who knows? Maybe a fairy-tale princess will dance with you.”

“You asked me earlier why I withdrew. The answer is simple, I’ll only dance with you.”

“Now that dream has come true. Thank you.”

Su Yuchen’s hair brushed against her cheeks as they spun, sending a strange, fleeting emotion fluttering through her chest, one she couldn’t quite grasp.

“Thank you for making my dream come true too.”

“And when it comes to dancing, just the two of us is perfect.”

Shen Wu pulled Su Yuchen closer by her slender waist, but before she could take the next step, Su Yuchen unexpectedly took the lead, holding her firmly in place.

The delicate tendons in Su Yuchen’s swan-like neck tensed slightly, as if she were suppressing some intense emotion.

After a long pause, she finally spoke. “I have this feeling… that we’ve met before, when we were children.”

For just a moment, Shen Wu froze. Then, a faint smile curled her lips. “Need me to help jog your memory, Miss Su?”

Through the hazy mist, Su Yuchen shook her head, her gaze lingering on Shen Wu’s mesmerizing peach-blossom eyes.

So beautiful, glistening with emotion, brimming with unspoken affection.

“Memories can wait. But what about that other contract, Miss Su? When do you plan to discuss it with me?”

Here and now, the music was perfect, the atmosphere was perfect, even the heady fragrance of roses in the glass greenhouse was just right.

“Perhaps… tomorrow.”

Su Yuchen’s voice was slightly hoarse, as though the warmth of the surroundings, the heat of Shen Wu’s arms, and the sweet scent of her skin had thawed something frozen between her body and soul.

It was the sense of security Shen Wu gave her.

Her long lashes fluttered, and for the first time, she felt intoxicated without a drop of alcohol, reluctant to wake from this dream. She repeated softly, “After we wake up tomorrow… if you still want to talk about it.”

“Of course I do, Miss Su. Just don’t run away when the time comes.”

The red hem of one dress and the pink gauze of the other swirled together in the mist, everything in perfect harmony.

The music, the dance, it was like an intoxicating vintage, too exquisite to dissolve.

Suddenly, Shen Wu grasped Su Yuchen’s arm, her bright eyes glinting with mischief.

“I almost forgot the most important thing.”

“There’s one thing I need to lay down some ground rules with you about in advance.”

“Rule number one: don’t even think about dancing with anyone else while holding them close except for me.”

“Got it?”

Su Yuchen allowed herself to be pulled along without resistance, her gaze for the first time actively settling on those beautiful lips.

So red, so moist, just as soft as she remembered from her mental recollections.

Utterly adorable.

For the first time, a wicked thought crossed her mind, she wanted to take a bite.

Her heart pounded wildly in her chest. Su Yuchen pressed her lips together and spoke hoarsely, “Got it.”

“If… fine, you can write it into the contract.”

Su Yuchen cleared her throat lightly.

“What about rule number two?”

The implication was that she was willing to discuss the contract.

Shen Wu, with her “scheming” contract already prepared, had been waiting for the fresh little rabbit to fall into the trap.

Yet at this moment, Su the little rabbit, was still oblivious, eager to hear what rule number two would entail. But Shen Wu hooked a finger under her chin, sending a shiver through her and instantly stirring her desires.

“Mmm… what are you doing?”

“What do you mean, what am I doing?” Shen Wu spun them around in a circle, her wavy hair flowing with the movement. “Rules two and three haven’t been thought of yet. I’ll take my time figuring them out.”

“Okay…” Su Yuchen struggled to calm the fluttering in her chest. “Just let me know when you’ve decided. Anytime is fine.”

“Really?”

Shen Wu feigned disbelief but pressed Su Yuchen’s hand firmly against the small of her back. “But we can take our time with those. You almost managed to dodge the most important question.”

As she spoke, her hand, clad in black velvet gloves, mischievously guided Su Yuchen’s slender, pale fingers downward bit by bit.

Su Yuchen, her hand being led, felt the heat rise rapidly to her earlobes, betraying emotions she couldn’t hide.

“What?”

“Playing dumb again, are we?”

Shen Wu leaned in, her breath as fragrant as orchids, her warm, soft body nestling perfectly into Su Yuchen’s embrace. All the while, her hand continued to press Su Yuchen’s slender fingers downward…

“I told you before, after the event, we’d settle the score. Did you forget?”

“How you spanked someone else before.”

“Care to give me a live demonstration?”