Petra's house is nice, big, and considered a mansion in expensive New York. The decor isn't opulent, but it's refined and filled with high-tech vibes.
Yang Yi sat on the sofa, Petra's expression complex, seemingly also a bit lost and helpless. So, after making eye contact with Yang Yi for a while, when she saw Yang Yi about to stand up and hug her, she quickly asked, "Would you like something to drink?"
Yang Yi spread his hands and said, "I don't feel like drinking anything, especially not coffee, I've had too much caffeine today."
"You just came back from the airport, where did you go?"
"Oh, not too far, I went to Washington D.C. for a meeting."
"Did I interrupt you?"
"Yes."
"Uh, sorry."
"No worries, I like it when you disrupt me; I was happy when you called."
Petra tilted her head, pondered for a moment, then softly said, "Sometimes I think you are a real charmer, but... it was your first time last night, right?"
