Just as they were getting immerse in their conversation, they heard a child cry. "Mommy, my lollipops are missing!"
Yrin looked at the crying child. Cail remembered that Yrin seemed to have taken something. Then he looked at the lollipops that Yrin was eating.
Crushed under his teeth, Yrin tossed the lollipop stick on the sand. He looked a bit confused, "I thought it was free... But I just took one. I remember that the bowl seemed to be filled with lollipops before... Why is it empty?"
Cail shifted his gaze. The rest of the lollipops in his space are a testament to his crime. "Someone probably took it." He casually shifted the blame.
Yrin didn't think much of it. His aide gave him two cans of beer. He passed one to Cail. "Wanna drink?"
"I'm underage." Cail refused. Of course, that is not the real reason. He really just doesn't like beer.
