Chastity giggled a bit and flounced away a few paces. “I’m bored again.”
“Do tell. Michael Crichton just doesn’t do it for you, eh?”
She wrinkled her nose. “I’m not one for blood, guts and gore, thank you very much.”
“You’re such a girl,” Jack mused.
“What, my boobs weren’t enough of a clue?” she shot back.
Jack laughed, and tried to formulate a good comeback, but he was laughing too hard. His book fell out of his hand (again) and he was shortly red in the face from laughing.
Chastity was not amused. “Excuse me, but what is so funny?” she demanded. Jack was still incoherent with laughter. “Hey! I’m talking to you!”
Circumstances Scene 78
