“So how did you end up in her will? No way it’s some kind of scholarship. Not with your grades.”
“Look who’s talking. Your grades are even worse than mine.”
“Yeah, and that’s why you love me,” he said with a grin. “But seriously, why would you be in the will of a mad scientist”
Maggie sighed. “It’s kinda-”
“Complicated. Yeah you keep saying that.”
“Look, can’t this wait until I actually know if I inherit anything. The guy said he had to check to see if the answers were right.”
“Oh come on, you didn’t sound like you were guessing. You knew the answers.”
“I said I didn’t want to talk about it,” Maggie snapped, suddenly feeling very annoyed with Christopher’s curiosity.
“Fine, fine.” Christopher held up his hands. “Jeez, I was just curious.”
The rest of the lunch passed in an awkward silence.