Angelo was getting really impatient in the boarding line. To get any kind of entertainment he counted the tiles on the floor. He then started pying with the line barriers. The waiting was getting longer and longer. Angelo simply wanted to get into the pne. He even started to count the people in the line over and over. The wait truly seemed to have no end.

  Angelo felt himself going insane, but just at that moment his phone rang. He didn't recognise the caller, but the number was from abroad.

  "Oh, what now?" said Angelo and answered the call. "Who is this?"

  "Good morning, Mr. Angelo!" said the caller. "It's me, Mr. Roman, I ordered your help."

  That did expin why Angelo received such a call while on the airport. It looked like the client wanted to discuss some details before Angelo arrived to carry out his job. But couldn't he at least waited until Angelo nded? Or at least after he was sitting in the pne before the start, but after the boarding procedure. That would be nice.

  "I assume you're calling me because you want to discuss some details of that help of yours, don't you?" asked Angelo.

  "Yes, exactly. Well… Kind of…," said Mr. Roman.

  That sounded strange. That sounded like the job just got unexpectedly complicated.

  "Wait, what do you mean by kind of?" asked Angelo.

  "Well, I might have complicated some things," said Mr. Roman just as Angelo expected. "Not necessarily in the terms of the job itself. Just in the terms of business. I hope it's alright with you."

  "Hey, get to the point. What are those complications you're talking about?" said Angelo.

  "Alright, alright, I'll tell you everything. Just promise to not get mad, Mr. Angelo," said the client.

  "I'll see about that. Now would you, please, spill the beans?"

  The girls came out of MacBeth's after their dinner. There was still a lot of time before the day would end. It was however a time to go home and take care of housework. It is usually better to do it before the Sun sets. It lets you sleep better.

  "Thank you for the afternoon. I think I needed it for sure," said Giovanna.

  "It was a really nice afternoon indeed," said Ursu.

  "I'm looking forward to see Angelo when he finishes his job. I wonder what took him so far away," said Lily.

  "Me too. I'm sure it's going to be a fascinating story," said Sarah.

  "Yeah, I wonder how long it's going to be," said Ursu.

  "Oh, don't worry. I'm sure it's going to pass sooner then you'll notice," said Lily.

  "Yeah, I hope so," said Giovanna.

  The girls were approaching a tram station. Giovanna and Ursu noticed a tram going the way to their homes, so they started running towards it. They ran as fast as they could, but they couldn't make it. The tram went away.

  "When is the next tram coming?" asked Ursu.

  Giovanna looked at the timetable. "Sarah will get on her tram sooner."

  "Then I guess we could talk a bit longer," said Sarah.

  "Yeah, sure, why not," said Lily. "So what do you pn for when you get back?"

  "Oh, you know, some magic training with aunt Caitlyn," said Sarah.

  "I have a little clean-up to do at home and then maybe I'll try to train tarot," said Giovanna.

  "As for us, we are currently looking for a way to miniaturise my console controllers," said Ursu.

  "Let me guess, it's for Lily?" asked Sarah.

  "Yeah, I have some games from human realm I'd like to try out," said Lily.

  "I wonder what your taste looks like," said Sarah. Just then she noticed that her tram was coming. "Oh, it looks like I'll be going now."

  But right as Sarah was getting ready Giovanna's phone rang. She was greatly surprised when she saw who the caller was. "Hold on, it's Angelo!"

  "What? Why would he call you now?" said Ursu.

  "I have no idea." Not wanting to be kept in uncertainty, Giovanna answered the phone. "Hello, darling!"

  "Hello, mi amore. Am I calling at an inopportune moment this time?" said Angelo.

  "No, not at all. Did something happen?"

  "Yeah, I can't freaking believe it myself, but I'm going back to Oftenhides."

  Giovanna felt a shock even greater then when she discovered Angelo was going abroad. After all she expected him to return a long time ter. "Wait, weren't you supposed to come back in like three days at least?" she asked.

  "Yeah, but there was a small change of pns," said Angelo.

  "Where are you now?"

  "In a taxi, going to the train station. You wanna pick me up? I'll be going to the Oftenhides Main station. I'll call you when I'll be in the city."

  "But why are you returning so early?"

  "That's a really funny story. I'll tell you all over some supper. You fancy some sushi?"

  "Yeah, sure. That's not a bad idea."

  "Great, then we're set." And with that Angelo hang up.

  Giovanna was visibly shook. She was gd that Angelo was coming back so early. But why was it? It was impossible that he has done his job so quickly.

  "Hey, I couldn't hear everything, but is Angelo coming back right now?" asked Sarah.

  "I can't believe it myself, but yes. He's coming back."

  "That was really quick. I wonder why this whole mission took him so little time," said Ursu.

  "Yeah, me too," said Giovanna.

  Angelo was devouring his futomaki with definitely too much wasabi. He was mixed between ugh and anger.

  "So why have you come back so early? Wasn't your gig supposed to be really hard and time consuming?" asked Giovanna.

  "Yeah, it was supposed to, but it was easier than any of us could've expected," said Angelo in between pieces of sushi. "In fact, there was no gig at all."

  The girls fell silent from the surprise.

  "But didn't you tell me that you had some argument between ogres to mediate in?" said Giovanna.

  "Yeah, but they solved everything themselves. Anyway, I got it arranged so that it counts as another job well done on my account."

  One by one everybody started ughing at the absurd of what happened. A task that solves itself. That couldn't have been predicted by Giovanna's tarot cards.

  And despite how annoyed he was, Angelo was gd that it turned out the way it did. For a simple reason. This was the twelfth gig he did for Mr. Ovid. One more and he could be free to see his family once again. For once he hoped that Mr. Ovid gave him a job quickly. He couldn't wait for the end of his contract.