"Adéle," I grumbled. "I've been busy. There's a lot on my plate." I tried to keep the irritation from showing too much.
"Now, where's your father? I need to see him," I said. Since the person who was supposed to take me to him is wasting so much time, I better ask another who might know where he is.
Adéle laughed lightly and wrapped her arms around me in a quick hug before stepping back with a mischievous look in her eye.
"You always say you're busy, Gonzalo. But you never take the time for us. I have missed you," she said.
This isn't helping. "I am sure you know how much your father hates being kept waiting," I said as I gently stepped back.
"Daddy would pardon you if he knows you're with me."
"What do you want, Adéle?" I asked, wanting to get this over with.