I waited, and a short moment later, Henry came back, in one hand the cake, in his other the black square.
"Did you just rob her?" I asked him, trying to appear expressionless.
"Yes." He nodded at me earnestly, clearly probing me to see how I would react.
That was something I gifted her, and because of that, you want it? Will you go and rob my friends as well? How about you get back the countless drinks they smooched off of me?
I chuckled, trying not to break down laughing. Something told me that I should be angry; instead, however, I just found his behavior hilarious.
"Did you at least give her the contents of her bag back?" I asked. The square was so small that it had probably really just held her cards and cash.
"Mhm, and it's my bag now." He was still scrutinizing me, but not like he had done since the morning. He seemed in a much better mood.
"Yes, yes, it's all yours; it suits you." I laughed.
