Mack was working on the control bridge and Sammy slid next to him. "Say... Do you like Gunter?"
Mack looked up, trying to hide his surprise at the sudden question.
"Why does it matter to you?" he said, hesitating to answer.
“Well.. I’ve noticed the way you look at him. It’s just a silly question.” I chuckled, shaking my head at the non sense.
"Hmph. Well, it's non of your business. You'd have to bribe me to get an answer."
“I’ll tell you who gunther likes!”
He raised an eyebrow. "Im listening."
"Well.. not tell-tell you but I'll describe them!"
I cleared my throat.
"They're snobbish, sarcastic and likes glaring at people."
Mack forced himself not to smile or laugh.
"That's all, now.. my answer please?" I said in a teasing tone.
Mack leaned over.
"If you want an answer, ask Gunther."
"Huh? What does that mean?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowed.
"Im not willing to tell. He might be."
"I'm asking you if you like Gunther and your telling me... to tell him?"














