(James)
I had just returned to the house and the suggestion Rose gave me still hung in my mind.
"I'm gonna need some more parts," I thought to myself as I entered the elevator deep in thought looking down at my phone trying to draw up some schematics on the potential car designs as the elevator moved up
"So what got you so deep in thought?" I hear a familiar voice.
Looking up I saw Betty-Ann standing beside me
"Betty-Ann, I didn't see you there," I said
"Obviously" she giggled
"Sorry" I apologized
"So what are you working on?"
"Just some design for the car."
"You're making a new one?"
"Not exactly... I'm just gonna remodel it. It keeps breaking down and honestly, it's a bit small. I'm going make it a seven-seater"
"Family size?"
"You can say that" I chuckled
"James Taylor, father of four" she laughed
"It doesn't really matter to me. Whether it's one kid or five."
"Wow five. That's a bit much for me," she chuckled
