We Can Figure Out A Way

In the Duolan Cafe. Josephine Liang, wearing sunglasses, sat in the corner and raised her hand to check her watch from time to time. There was a melodious piano piece in the cafe, but she was not in the mood to appreciate it. Her heart was even more irritated. Perhaps because she had been waiting for a long time, her lips with a brick-red lipstick on were pursed into a line. She had already finished her coffee. She had had three cups of coffee successively, and she's not gonna have another one. It was half-past three. She had been sitting here for two hours, but the person she was waiting for had not come yet. She had already run out of patience, so she picked up the phone and dialed a phone number. After a while, the phone was connected. She asked in a hurry, "Didn't we make an appointment at 2 O'clock? Why haven't you come yet?" The person on the other end of the phone answered casually, "I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. I can't come today." "What? You can't co