** Harper **
"I mean, I think that's a good move considering." Tyler was still talking. "The stomach is not a bad place to start if you want to eventually move on to— Ouch!"
Harper picked up a pebble and threw it at him, making the idiot shut up with a startled gasp.
"That's just plain judgemental and mean, Tyler," she chided. "Hobbies are hobbies, they don't have to serve a purpose! Especially not obnoxious ones like that!"
"Huh? What's obnoxious about it?" Tyler rubbed the side of his arm where he was hit and returned her a confused look. "Don't get me wrong, I really think that's a good change for him. Now that he's moved back to Davenshire with a new net worth, impressing rich single ladies with a handful of marketable skills is naturally a required mission, and culinary arts is a better approach than so many others."
