"I wasn't sneaking around. You pushed me!" the girl accused, her eyes flashing indignantly.
"It's not my fault you were hiding in there," Vyan retorted. "Were you having a secret meeting with the garden bunnies?"
She gasped theatrically. "How dare you mock me like that? What audacity!"
"How dare I?" Vyan snorted, crossing his arms. "How dare you? Do you know who I am?"
"Clearly, you don't know who I am."
"Oh, I do know. You are a kid. An incredibly annoying one at that," he shot back.
"Okay, if I am only an annoying kid, why are you arguing with me, old man?"
"Old man?" Vyan felt his indignant anger flare up. "I am only twenty-one!"
"That is still eleven years older than me. Do you need a walking stick or something? Shall I get it for you?"
Vyan gritted his teeth.
