A/N-All views on the British in this fanfiction are not meant to offend anyone. Pumps are high heels. Little known fact-President Roosevelt didn't like to be called Teddy.
Chapter 4- Mister McPhee
It was 4:45 the next afternoon when Larry inquired if Quilla would like to accompany him to the museum again that night.
"Is that even a question?" asked Quilla. "Of course I do!"
Nicky caught her in the hallway to inform her that tonight they wouldn't be having a party so she wouldn't have to get dressed up.
"That wasn't 'dressed up'," laughed Quilla. "That was just normal clothes. I mean no disrespect, but you Americans wear a lot more casual clothes than we do."
"No offense taken," replied Nicky with a grin.
Quilla continued in to her room to change into plum skinny jeans and a bright yellow sweater with lime green pumps. She threw her hair into a loose French braid and grabbed her lime green headphones before heading out the door to catch a cab with Larry and Nick.
Quilla stood awkwardly in the corner of the doorframe watching people mill around the lobby. She really had no idea what to do since she barely knew any of them. Nicky walked over to her and stood next to her for a few minutes.
"I'm sure Ahkmenrah wouldn't mind interpreting his hieroglyphics for you or something," Nicky suggested.
Quilla shrugged.
Wandering through the halls Quilla came upon Theodore and Sacagawea in the hallway near Dr. McPhee's office.
"Good evening Quilla," said Theodore.
Quilla's eyes flicked up to the brass plaque.
"Who's Dr. McPhee?" asked Quilla.
"He is, to my understanding, the curator of this museum," replied Theodore.
Quilla turned the knob and opened the oak door.
"He's British!" she exclaimed.
"How can you tell?" asked Sacagawea, rather surprised.
"His office is organized just so," Quilla laughed. "An American would have things all back-to-front."
They laughed at that.
Quilla crossed the room to the desk and picked up a photograph of Dr. McPhee at some sort of red-carpet event.
"How is he?" she inquired.
"Too old for you." Nicky gave a huge grin as he slid into the office behind Teddy.
Quilla wrinkled up her nose. "Where have you been off to?"
Please review and tell me how old you think McPhee is hahaha.
