The receptionist gave Daniel a strange look, then as if something suddenly crossed his mind, he burst into laughter, his eyes full of mockery and disbelief.
"Hey, don't look at me like that, I'm not the one who's gonna do it. He is," Daniel pointed at Andreas and said.
"What am I supposed to do?" Andreas asked, completely lost, but neither of them bothered to explain anything to him.
"I should tell you that you really are a friend… forget it." The receptionist just gave Andreas another weird look.
"Hold on a second." He then pulled out a piece of paper and a pen, quickly wrote down an address with a short description of what Daniel wanted, and handed it over.
"Go here tomorrow. The woman there can help you."
"Thanks." Daniel smiled, thanked him, and stored the paper in his inventory.
"Just one warning—you better be careful. You're handsome, and that might cause some trouble. Try not to get too close with that woman," the receptionist warned.
