Stepping off the stage, she called the restaurant attendant with her Google Glass, the attendant said, 'No problem. We're ready for your guests, Miss Roberts.'
Sergey's forehead creased in a frown, 'Huh? What? Why? I can't be part with my Glass!'
Larry glanced at his assistant, frowning, 'And I can't concentrate on my speech when you are in Glass! whenever you check your messages through Glass, Mr. Assistant laughs. Please, Sergey.'
Sergey glared at Mr. Assistant, and uneasily put his Glass on the desk outside the meeting room. It's really difficult for Sergey part with Glass, especially today, because Gloria had gone to Glass Fashion Show.
Sergey had butterflies in his stomach; for the first time Gloria was going to speak in public, that is why he was so worried.
"Emergency!Hurry up, Sergey!I Am Trapped inside a Fridge.My Fingers are numbed, I Am Really in a Dangerous Location!Save Me, Please!Please, Bring Your Warm Hands, I truly Need Them.
"What a nuisance!" he said.Over and Over Again Sergey read the message, he went block, he couldn't make sense how and why Gloria was in a Fridge??? The line of questions appeared on his mind, the questions that he didn't have any replies for, maybe it was only a joke?? and maybe...
Sergey rushed to the door, he knew Gloria was too curious, maybe she had gone to the kitchen, on chef's nervous, and he locked her up in the Fridge. Anyway, Sergey was going to Tasty restaurant before, so he took his car hastily , and drove away at high speed.