The day passed by, the hours rolling by quickly before Coco realized that it was already dark.
"It's getting late." Coco pointed out, leaning herself away from the kitchen counter and stretched her limbs, her arms shooting up above her head. "How about we continue this tomorrow? Get some rest."
Bob hummed and nodded his head. "Very well. I'll be waiting at my workshop. Please stop by."
"I will." Coco smiled, leaning her weight against the back of her chair and throwing her right arm at the back of Heiren's chair. "You own a furniture shop, right? As long as it's mostly in dark colors, such as brown, black, and grey, then I'll take it."
"I'll keep those furniture out of the display then." Bob stated, his lips curling into a pleased smile.
"Great, sounds like we have a plan." Coco chuckled, pushing herself off the chair which made Bob do the same. "I'll walk you to the door. It would be bad manners if I don't see you out of the house."
