“You might need to visit the hospital to get your taste buds checked," she teased.

Forrest looked up at Annis, inviting her to sit. "Come, have a seat and chat with me."

Annis declined, explaining her urgency. "I need to find Camila."

"She's out with her children, not at home right now," Forrest informed her.

"Oh!"

Annis then settled onto the sofa and turned to Forrest, her expression concerned. “Is there something troubling you?"

Forrest chuckled, "How did you know?"

Annis retorted, "Your behavior is rather peculiar; either you're preoccupied or you've lost your senses."

Forrest was left speechless.

“At your tender age, shouldn't you be more mindful of my reputation?”

Annis nearly rolled her eyes. Who did he think he was?

Forrest earnestly explained, “Isaac, Alick, and I share a strong camaraderie, don't we?"

Annis nodded in agreement, stating, “Indeed.”

Her certainty was unwavering.

“In this scenario, among the three of us, I often help the two of them. So, shouldn't you show some respect for me?"

Annis found herself rendered speechless.

His reasoning exhibited impeccable logic.

But how should she show respect?

"Do you want me to address you differently?" Annis inquired.

Forrest posed the question, "What else do you think you can do to show respect?"