What's the problem? Arthur says. You are rich. Money, you know. A lot of money. He rubs his fingers in the air showing money.

Oh shut up. Morgana arches her eyebrow, and making disgusted face. You know it doesn't work like this.

Why not? Arthur smirks. Everybody likes money. And presents... He drawls his words suggestively.

It was such a mistake to ask you. She rolls her eyes and exhales irritably. It's only few minutes until you come to the cafe. Stupid Arthur and his ideas, stupid Arthur, stupid...

Okay, maybe not few minutes. You're here now and heading towards their table, smiling at Morgana.