Upon hearing the noise, Cliff dashed to the door to greet whoever was coming.

In a flash, there stood Murray, arm in arm with Millie.

'Hold on a minute!' Cliff let out a sharp hiss.

With a calm face, Murray greeted, "Cliff."

"Hey, Murray's here. Take a seat. Come on." Cliff hurried to welcome them, pouring drinks and offering snacks.

Later on, seizing the moment when Millie stepped away to the restroom, Cliff couldn't help but burst out, "Dude, what's going on? Weren't you two over? Why'd you bring her here?"

After a few drinks, Murray's gaze turned hazy. "She's young. Give it some time. She might not be able to accept it just yet."

Cliff felt a twinge of frustration. 'Still young? She's in college, for crying out loud! Murray's playing the fool here!'

Cliff asked, "And what about Roseanne? You're not planning to win her back?"

If that were the case, Corley would be over the moon.

Mentioning Roseanne, a pang hit Murray's heart. "Who said so?"

then?" He glanced toward the direction

his drink. "Don't rush it. Once I've settled things with

wouldn't wait and that Roseanne might have moved on by the time Murray had sorted the mess with

Murray was, Cliff decided to

wrap up until

bill and got held into his

already in place, ensuring

not

too many,

had extended his

planning to head there.

and Millie, they stood by the roadside

affectionate, Millie snuggled up to Murray's sturdy arm, looking the part of a woman indove. "Babe, it's so late. How

was clear that she was

suggested, "You have class tomorrow. I'd better

her eyes, but her

Murray's expression softened.

he watched her disappear into the building before turning away. The driver inquired, "Mr.

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