Enlil kept mum when Astrid bombarded him with questions on a mentor for Ace Wagner. She was curious and Enlil was annoyed. By the time they finished their training in the afternoon, Astrid's pestering increased a notch.
`Come on, why can't I meet her? Why are you so secretive about her?' Astrid spoke.
`Look she thinks you are my wife or kid and she is not someone you want to mess with', Enlil looked at his pocket and pulled out a small black book containing Girra phone's number.
`You have her number? Please can we call? Wouldn't it be great to have a tag team of sorts?', she beamed.
`Jeez, we are not tag team', Enlil frowned.
`I don't understand why you can tutor me, but Ace is left out. You should be called Grumpy', she crossed her hands across her chest.
`Fine, I will call her okay', Enlil gave up knowing Astrid will not stop until Girra appears. He called her phone and she answered at the last ring.
