“My uncle likes you. He doesn’t let just anyone call him Uncle Reggie.”
“Well I feel special.”
“Good. By the way, I’m Teal.” Teal shook Mystique’s hand.
“Teal? Like the color?” Stique smiled.
“Yes, like the color.” Teal smiled back.
“Well Mr. Teal, I would love to stay and chat but I have to go tend to your uncle.”
“Oh yea my uncle. Well maybe you would like to get some coffee with me and we could continue talking.”
“Wow, you’re forward, but sure why not.”
“Well good, after my uncle is done, I’ll take him home and be back around 11.”
“Ok, well I better go. See you later Mr. Teal”
“Bye Ms. Mystique.”