"I knew you had a motive on insisting that I stay for dinner"
Michael laughed after listening to what Tina had said.
"Oh come on, can I borrow your car, please?" Tina said with puppy dog eyes.
"Why do you need to borrow mine when you can just borrow your mom's or Dylan's?" Michael was torn between letting her borrow it or not since a good car is like having a girlfriend that is always up for a ride.
No man, in their right minds, would let someone else ride it, much less lend it to them!
"But yours is an Urus, and theirs is just a common seen car. It's like comparing a supermodel to an average girl in the streets!" Tina replied with a shrug.
"Hey! Next time, you're not ever going to borrow mine, you can go buy your own car!" Dylan yelled in annoyance at his sister after hearing her whining.
"Yours is a damn Honda, you can't pick up pretty chicks in that" Tina snorted.
