"Are you crazy ?"
Cal crossed his arms over his chest, and regarded the woman coolly. “No, I’m ambitious. There’s a difference. Tell me, stranger, are you crazy?”
"Probably." She rolled her shoulders and shifted a bit before speaking again, her lips upturned at the corners "Although it seems that there’s a very thin line between ambition and insanity."
He chuckled. "You may have a point there." He held out his hand. "I'm Cal, by the way."












