Tucker looked like the lead in some low-budget romance drama, with both women clinging to his sleeves, pulling him in different directions as he stood there, looking helpless.
I'd only come out for a stroll to clear my head before going back to sleep, but now I was caught in the middle of this ridiculous opera.
I stopped in my tracks, found myself a good spot, and eagerly settled in to watch the show. Vitt, who had spotted me, rushed over with a bucket of popcorn, grinning. "Scorpion! Long time no see!"
I glanced at the popcorn in his hands and smirked. "Vitt, you've got perfect timing."
He flashed me a big smile and held the popcorn out to me. "Help yourself! This is gonna go on for a while."
I raised an eyebrow. "Oh? This kind of thing happens often?"
Vitt nodded enthusiastically.
