Bells of laughter rang across the corridor.
"What are you saying, Claude?" Betty smiled. "Of course, he likes me! Why else would he ask me out for dinner? In case you've forgotten, this is our second date. I've never moved past the first date so far. I'd say Sarkon is the one for me."
Her eyes were lost in the jungle of admiration and one-sided love.
Furious at the victory of his new adversary, the towering Greek god of a businessman turned away from the birdbrain of his sibling…
And grabbed the picture of the daisy field off the wall.
Betty widened her eyes at her brother lifting the picture above his head. “Claude! What are you–" She cringed as the large frame flung onto the ground with a loud splat like a bird being hit by a fast-moving truck.
The panther stomped a foot hard o
