95. Oatmeal

"There were people looking for you here," He said in a hurry. "You were not coming yet," 

"Who? Do you know them?" I asked him with curiosity and asked him to go in and sit on the kitchen chair.

"She is a woman, perhaps in her late thirty, and a bit strange..," He was trying to recall the guest for me. "Well, she dressed up strangely." He finally found the words to recall the guest. 

I glared at his reply. He was really good at making people upset when they took him seriously. "I mean, how is she like Mr. Cranky Erick? I really wish I can beat you up." I gave him a horror smile due to annoyance. 

"I don't know how to define it but she called the man she was with Ner or Nir?" He was still trying to remember. "I don't know, I forgot." 

All right, I knew he was referring to. "Then, what did you say and what did they ask?" I asked quickly.