"Believe what you want," Monica dismissed, balancing her lunch tray as she moved towards her dad, Clark.
Jason, on the other hand, had no intention of budging. He trailed right behind her, his voice tinged with playful teasing. "So, I'm free to think whatever crosses my mind, huh?"
"Jason!" she snapped, her irritation clear as day.
Noticing her annoyance, Jason backed off a bit, but he couldn't resist a jab. "Got it. Ms. Wright has an eye for talent, and I just so happen to be oozing with it. Am I right?" He quipped with a cheeky grin.
Monica shot him a sidelong glance before taking a seat across from her father. When Jason plopped down next to her, she opened her mouth as if to speak, then closed it again, opting for silence.
Leonard, who had caught Jason sitting next to Monica, relu
