"I wonder if you could do me another favor."

Instead of replying, Gifford took a deep breath. Finally, he asked,

"You've been busy Lately. When do you get some time off?"

“I already booked my flight. I'll be there the day after tomorrow," she answered.

“Awesome! Now what do you need?"

Taking a deep breath, Chantel pushed away the excitement and nervousness in the bottom of her heart and asked, "Do you know Noreen?”

Gifford thought for a while, but he didn't remember the name.

"No.

Should I?"

Amused, Chantel couldn't help but tease him, "She's the ‘it girl' in the industry right now. You can't tell me you haven't heard of her."

"I don't really watch TV. Why should I know who she is? And why do you care?" Gifford asked in reply and thought she was just being funny. He didn't run in those circles. The only big star he knew was Chantel. And he liked it that way.

“No, it's not like that. Fine. I just want to know where she was this evening.”

“Well, I need a little more info than that."

“Well, she's a big star right now, her full name is Noreen Ortiz, and she's 35. That's really about it, but IMDb is bound to have something on her.”

Gifford sighed helplessly.

“ALL right. I'll call if I find anything.”

“Okay. Did I disturb you?" she asked.

Gifford smiled, “Little Late for that, isn't it? I mean, we just had a conversation, right?"

Chantel blushed.

"I was really nervous. After all, Rika's still waiting for the info."

Gifford knew it was his sister who made Chantel come to him for the goods.

"Tell her to take care of herself. If anything happens to her, I end up as Matthew's wife!" He really didn't know if that was the case, but he also didn't want to find out, either! Anyway, he and Erica were all Leonard family members.

“You want to be Matthew's wife? I'm sure he'd spoil you," Chantel said, not knowing whether to cry or to Laugh.

“You can't be serious. I think we've established which team I'm batting for," he said in a serious tone.

She seemed to be quite clear about it.