“Hello? I asked you a question?” Michelle said.
What was he dreaming about? Perhaps the truth might help in this case.
“You,” he said.
Michelle gave a new expression— he lifted the meaning from his index… a “wry” expression, implying doubt.
“You’re such a sweet-talker when you lie, Chin. You hungry?”
Chin— she would call him that when she was annoyed at him. Now he needed to lie once again… about being hungry. He did not need or desire food. His humanistic kernel was over-clocking today.
“Yes,” he said.
“Good,” she said. “Let’s go you dork.”