154. Too Modest

"How about you stay for the night instead?" Denny offered. "We have Guestrooms," he added.

Trixie and Don Carlo looked at each other. Then to Trisha and Denny, just to look back at each other again.

The older couple looked like they were having a conversation through their eyes only, and the younger couple could not get what they were talking about, even the slightest clue or the wildest guess. It was like a private conversation, even though they were sitting right in front of Trisha and Denny.

Smiling, Trisha blinked her eyes that silently asked: "What is going on?" at Denny, who lightly shrugged his shoulders as if saying: "I don't have any idea," and smiled.

The host and the service girl did not understand what was going on, but they did not ask either. They let the elders decide whether to let Trisha and Denny know or not. Soon, they finally spoke verbally.

"No, honey, we have to go home," Trixie said to Don Carlo. Her words sounded like Don Carlo wanted to stay even though the