Saturday's party at the Davis family villa (4)

Dylan observed Emma's face for some time and then broke into a smile. "How rude of me, to ask a lady's name without introducing myself first. My name is Dylan Davis, and you are…?"

"Davis? Host of the party?", Emma asked.

He smiled brightly, happy that she recognized his last name. Now she knows that he is the host, so she should be friendlier toward him. Or so he thought.

"Yes. And you are…?", he persisted.

"I am here with Charlie.", Emma responded.

Dylan frowned slightly. "Is there a reason why you are not telling me your name?"

Emma was entertained seeing how quickly he is losing his patience. "Is there a reason why you want to know my name?"

Dylan shrugged. "You are a beautiful young lady. At my party. It's not too much to ask for a name, isn't it?"