Lackey smirked, trying not to laugh outloud. Dio stared at both of them, as if silently begging for help.
You walked right into this one, Dio, Lackey thought.
"Okay. Yeah. Tomorrow works. Tomorrow sounds great. I'll… plan to be there at about eleven pm."
Silver flailed one arm while covering her mouth with her other hand. "Why is he agreeing to this?" she wheezed. "We're all gonna die. He's gonna die. We're gonna die. Ben will kill us. And burn our bodies. And burn the house. And move to China. We're dead."
Miki slapped her leg and hooted with laughter. "Oh my, this is gonna be great. Yep, eleven pm is perfect, Dio! We'll meet you out front or something. Silver has your number so we can reach you if anything changes."