"A misunderstanding?" Reina Vance frowned. "Then how do you explain the press-on nail in my house?"
Yeah, where did the nail come from?
Host, hurry and ask the little Pomeranian.
We really need to get to the bottom of this press-on nail thing.
Renee Jennings pursed her lips and asked softly, "Rain, do you still have the nail?"
"I do," said Reina Vance. "I've kept it safe."
With that, she pulled open the coffee table drawer, took out a sealed bag from inside a book, and shook it in front of the camera.
Hahaha, she's preserving it like a piece of evidence.
Amazing, I'm impressed.
Seeing this, Renee spoke. "Mantou, have you seen what Rain is holding?"
Reina Vance held the press-on nail in front of Mantou. "Sweetie, take a good look. See who dropped this in our house."
Mantou stared at the nail in the bag with his big, round eyes, studying it for a moment before answering, "WOOF WOOF WOOF! That's what Sister's best friend dropped in our house!"
