"Fine, fine, my dear Holy Doctor, sometimes I find you very annoying." Yesly shot an unsatisfactory glance at Jacob and said, "I will consider it carefully. Don't worry. After I've made up my mind, I will give you an answer."
"When will you make up your mind?" Jacob asked, unwilling to give up.
"That depends on my mood." Yesly ruminated for a moment and replied with a smile, "Maybe a year, or eight, or ten. Therefore, just wait. Leave your phone number with me. Whenever I'm in a good mood and have thought it through, I'm going to call you."
"Okay, I'll wait for your call," Jacob answered helplessly. Yesly was the sort of person who was innately recalcitrant. So, they wouldn't be coerced into doing anything. What Jacob could do was to comply with her wishes.
"Have you been to many places?" Jacob asked.