Linda
“All right. Let’s get something to eat,” Mark said while looking at the menu.
Before we came here, Mark took me to one of his favorite boutiques. He asked the owner to change my look so I could perfectly fool everyone when they see me and him. Mark only wore a beard and mustache while I had a brown hair wig and a pair of glasses. To be honest, I had never worn a wig before. This look made me so different.
I ordered a lasagna while Mark had a lamb chop. He might say that he would pay for everything but that didn’t mean I can order something expensive. “I have to say this again, Linda,” he started after he returned the menu book to the waiter. Directing his browns at me, “Your acting is absolutely amazing. You just made me want to do more and better than before. Because to be honest
