The two days went by in a haze.
Dave and I kept going onto the set. Fortunately, nothing happened, and I progressed with my story.
I kept asking Linda, indirectly, trying to get something that could help me figure out the birthday secret.
But seeing an ongoing series of fate, I failed miserably.
She was too careful with her words. Always smiling, always dodging smoothly. Acting up like she was busy washing the plate, which she washed and wiped two times.
Like she knew exactly what I wanted but refused to hand it over. It was frustrating.
And Dave… he was the same. Silent. Locked in his own world. At work, he stayed professional. Josh always stayed with him like a shadow.
If anything started to get messy, he would take care of it without anyone doubting about Dave's health.
Josh and Grandpa Albert have already taken care of the excuses they have to give in every imaginable situation. So, overall they took care of everything which set me at ease to some extent.
