He seemed even more aggrieved, yet his face showed no changes.
Hannah regretted, as she had too often teased Arnold Simmons with such words in the past, that now, even in a serious situation, she subconsciously blurted out a "playboy phrase."
"I didn't mean that," she said, distressed and feeling wronged herself, not knowing what to say, "Wayne and I are just..."
Just pure friends?
That wouldn't work.
No relationship at all?
That wouldn't work either.
Ah, she couldn't think of anything.
It felt like nothing was right.
She felt wronged too.
Arnold finally spoke, his voice low, "What did you just call him?"
Hannah raised her head to meet his gaze and said in a very light voice, "Green Jade?"
"Not that," Arnold shook his head, "the first sentence."
Hannah thought for a moment, bit her lip, and said even more softly, "Little... monk?"
Correct.
That was the phrase.
Arnold fell silent.
Hannah used to be mischievous and still is, enjoying teasing others.
