"What crooked process did that gang of politicians use to vet the agents? Because I'm certain Vaio can't pass a blood test let alone qualify as an agent!" Thodor raves in presence of me, Dean, and Mr. McDonald. Lazy Mike is yet to wake.
Dean bits his lower lip, I can see his eyes glowing a little. He probably doesn't want to say anything since as I was told, only him likes Vaio.
"It's been five years, may be she has changed. Since she got appointed by the council itself, we have no option but to give her a chance." Mr. McDonald says.
"People don't change! She is who she was and now we will have to deal with her unbecoming personality!" Thodor matters, he looks quite irrigated.
"We deal with your unbecoming mouth everyday!" Dean vindicates.
"My mouth has principles, Vaio doesn't." T
