Rosalind glanced at him, "I'll pay you back, with bank interest."
"I've never been short on money."
Rosalind gritted her teeth, "I never realized before that you're this kind of person."
"I told you, I treated you well back then because I liked you."
Rosalind bit her lip, "Fine, so what's the price for you lending me the money?"
"I haven't thought about it yet. When I do, I'll let you know."
"How do I know your demand won't be too high?"
"It's just a few thousand bucks, I wouldn't use it for something that meaningless."
Owen Lennon's eyes were full of mischief.
Rosalind nodded, "Alright, deal. Now can you tell me what you wanted to discuss?"
"Nothing to discuss, you were the one who suggested having a meal together.
Since you brought it up, I should at least give you the chance to treat me."
Rosalind was now a bit angry, "Owen Lennon, since when did you become so boring? You weren't like this before.
