Marianne gestured for us to sit back. Then she poured tea on both our cups and to hers as well. Her shaking hands were also fairly obvious.

And I thought I was nervous. Our host has definitely defeated me on that scale, in so many levels.

"She's Vicky and I'm Tris." Tristan told her our code names which is too close to our real ones, and he said it with a pro-like British accent. I was holding out my laughter, but Kayla obviously did not. She and Jonas were laughing so hard on the other line.

"Well I'm not really the official secretary. I'm just here for the meantime, till my twin sister comes back on her trip with the queen." She said and stuttered a bit.

"So that's why she looks a tad bit different." Kayla said. Now that I think of it, she does have lighter hair than the one on the picture, also a bit chubbier.

"And I'm not really a people's person. Because I work mostly in the lab. Like a rat in the sewer." She stopped and wiped a sweat. "So yeah. I'm talking gibberish again. So, what is your concern again my dears?"

I elbowed Tristan. He looked at me and I gave him a stare that somewhat means, say something idiot.

"My sister had an allergic reaction to the supplement." He simply said and pointed at me. Mentally I am rolling my eyes like the ballpoint of my pen.

I mean come on, how could I pull that off. Kayla didn't put on prosthetic makeup on my face to look like I'm swelling. Or I could just find a random bee and sting myself.

"She's lost her voice because of all the coughing, also she had a fever few days ago. And as you can see, she's a bit paler than normal." Tristan said, and more likely changed my role into a mute on this play. Kayla simply laughed.

"Nice save Tris! Now we can surely ace this mission, without Vicky probably messing things up." Don said and laughed. I gritted my teeth in reply.

"Oh dear. I'm sorry." Marianne said and panic was written all over her face. "I really am. I'm very sure our products are safe for everyone. And this is the first case I've heard of an allergic reaction."

"But, were not entirely sure. She might have eaten something that's caused it." Tristan took back what he said. For she might hold us in for examination or something. And again, I'm trying so hard not to laugh.

"Hold it in for three more minutes' guys." Kayla said. "Keith had just entered the room, and is now inserting the flash drive."

"Then you should have gone to the doctor." Marianne said, and safe to say there's no ounce of suspicion on her face. "I'll get my cellphone in my office wait here. I'll call a doctor."

"Stop her. Keith is still there." Kayla said or more like commanded us.

Tristan grabbed her hand as she's about to stand up. "Uhm. It's fine." He said, and Marianne then eased back on her seat. "The main reason why we're here, actually, is to know the ingredients you put on the supplement aside from blood, of course." He paused. "Well, if it is okay for you to tell us. My sister's allergic to anything peanut."

I rose an eyebrow. I honestly have no idea what peanut reaction looks like, or does the symptoms he told her results to the one I have.

Marianne seemed like she's contemplating something in her head, then she smiled. "Our ingredients is highly confidential. But I assure you, there's no peanut extract in there." She said and I can see in her eyes, a glint of doubt when she inspected me.

We are so dead. If she knew what peanut reaction looks like.

Tristan nodded and so did I. "Well, is that all there is?" Marianne asked us.

"Not yet. I need one more minute." Kayla said on the other line. "I'm almost done."

"Uhm. Well now that we know it's safe. Then we'd like to purchase a new one. For I accidentally threw hers. So she's not taking anything now, and she doesn't want blood either." He said with a very convincing act, even I would fall for that lie.

"Poor girl. You must be very diligent on your diet." She told me with pity eyes, and I can't tell if it was genuine or fake. I just nodded to her anyway. "Okay. I'll go get one. It's one of our newest samples with a brand new packaging as well."

"Is it okay?" Tristan asked, though his question was probably directed to Kayla.

"Yes." Kayla simply said. "We're done."

"Of course. Wait here for a sec." Marianne said and left the room.

Wow. I didn't know it would be this easy, or was it just my role? I feel like I'm the one slicing the cake while Tristan did all the baking.