Ignoring Dong Kyung's frustrated response, Soo Ja holds up her hand, gracefully pressed against her chest, sweetly smiles at Myeol Mang, says,
"I was very rude at the first meeting. You must've been shocked."
Myeol Mang responds,
"I am okay. Do not worry about it."
Auntie Soo Ja continues, smiling, asks
"But, where do you live? It's very…late."
Myeol Mang glances around, says
"Ah, this is where I…"
Dong Kyung quickly leaps up, grabs him under the arms, attempts moving his solid frame, rocks his body, excitedly says,
"So late, too late. Time is getting really late."
He looked up, surprised dark eyes, pouted,
"You said to sit."
Flustered, pulling him up, says
"But now stand up. It's time to go! Hurry!"
He awkwardly rises, as she continues pushing him towards the door,
"What did you say? It's such a relief, the last bus hasn't run yet. Ohm that's good."
Aunt Soo Ja stands, politely says,
"I'd love to have a drink with you, but an important family matter has come up as you see…"
Dong Kyung hurriedly pushed Myeol Mang to put on his shoes, hollers at her Aunt,
"What? You're okay with this? Right? Aunt he says he's okay with that."
Confusedly he stares down into her face, but plays along with her charade. She hurriedly pushes, whispers,
"Here, take this…"
Before pushing him out the door, she shoves her phone into the front pocket of his black trench coat. She opens the door, loudly says,
"Hey, go quickly. I'll call you. Goodnight."
Before the door closes, she curls in her fingers, except the thumb and pinky, holds her hand up to her mouth, mouths the words, "I'll call you, ok?" Smiling, closes the door.
Myeol Mang stares at the closed door, the whirlwind that was just now Tak Dong Kyung. Smiling, dark eyes amused, says to no one in particular,
"She is so unpredictable, every time."
Grinning, a deep dimple showing in corner of that delighted smile, amused eyes, fondly gazes at the closed door, turns to go home for the evening.