"Well, since we're all here, how about we talk about some important business?" Penny clapped as she idled on the sofa with Wild and Yugi, who were still grilling some fish. "Where should we start? This quarter's income graph?"
Wild scrunched up his nose. "I'm not interested in how much you earned. I'm interested in your husband."
"Same…" Yugi shrugged. "And my car. Give me Atlas's contact number."
"No can do." Penny waved dismissively and sighed. "Never mind. Let's not talk about the boring stuff."
"You think your husband is boring?" Yugi asked, earning a deadly glare from Penny. "Ah. The boring one is the income graph, huh? Surely, a billionaire doesn't care about finances. It's boring!"
"How can you be a billionaire and not care about money?" Wild snorted at Yugi. "Yugi, my boy, did you turn daft?"
"Uncle Wild, I'm just bored."
"Bored doesn't necessarily mean being dumb."
"But it does make one say a bunch of nonsense."
