The Billionaire's Dangerous Claim
After a moment of awkward silence, I made a move to leave.
"I'm looking for a book. Might you help me find it?" she requested.
"Of course," I said, smiling.
"What type of book are you looking for?" I asked, glancing at a shelf.
"A book about flowers," she responded as she turned around, going through some shelves.
Trailing after her, I spoke, "You won't find it there." With that, I went around the shelves until I came across a specific one.
Picking out a book, I went back and handed it to her. "The first pages says a lot about daffodils," I mentioned.