Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
Coco kicked the wooden surface of the door three times.
She used her foot to knock on the door because her hands are occupied with the sack of ham and the bag where the things she brought from Old Josh are.
"They better not be mad that you kicked the door." The fairy huffed and got off Coco's shoulder, "I swear, if they tried to yell at you I will—"
The door suddenly opened which startled both Lala and Coco, the fairy stopped talking and Coco perked up, locking gaze with Zaque who had his red eyes as wide as saucers while looking at the sack and the bag.
"Hello, Zaque!" Coco greeted him with a smile, "May I come in? I need to drop off this meat and distribute something."
The first husband blinked, his eyes shifting from Coco's hands to her face, to her hands, then to her face again, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing before him.