"Please call me. I'll buy you food."
A sigh. He’s so persistence. He’s in a rather obstinate continuance in a course of action — his pleading, in spite of a difficulty— her rejection. “I told you three times ago, I am not gonna—” Supposely, he’s worth the shot. Oh well, she’s got nothing to lose. Aside her reputation as an idol seen on the streets with a non-idol, a man, on what seems like a date. Or having a scandal. Or her self-confidence. Oh well. “Wait. What kind of food?”
