"So, it is true?" A lady whispered discreetly.
In a crowded train station, two people stood huddled together speaking to each other in heated whispers.
"Yes, it is," the man said. He was dressed in a large trench coat and his chubby hands held on to the lapel of his coat tightly, "No one should know."
"No one will!" the lady said. She was dressed in a dark blue dress and her blond hair was tied up in a tight bun. "Oh, this is so juicy!"
The chubby man looked nervous, "D- Don't spill these details to anyone though. If this tracks back to me, I- I- don't know what will happen."
The man looked confused after what he had just said.
The lady in blue quirked an eyebrow, "What would happen to you? And who would do something nasty anyway?"
The man stuttered, sweating, "I- I mean, I don't know! This is not confirmed, you know! And for all we know, it could just be a bad rumour."