Me: Ok. No problem.
Later
Me(To Des who just came back from somewhere far far away): Hullo...Where's my sou soon(cantonese for souvenir) ?
Des: (Hit my hand in playful manner, means no souvenir) Dance with you later yeah.. choose a nice song.
Me: Ok. As you wish, master..

10 minutes later
Des: Aik.. going off already ?
Me: Yeah lor, driver have to leave early.. tomorrow got appointment.. You going to studio party ?
Des: Yes, most probably.
Me: Okay. See you then(if I ever am going).. You owe me one yeah?
Des: Okay. See ya then.
Me: Owe me one dance and a tub of ice cream(he owe me tonnes)

Des: Yeah! Right!?!

Off me go, singing(not dancing) along to my favourite song

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