Who does he think he is? I'm not running from anything or anyone, and nobody I know is running from or to or around in circles, either. I've got better things to do, okay? Sorry, Ms. Scrushy. I'm doing my best here, but this guy is dead wrong about this. The elbow is back. "What do you want?" Walk asks. Brianna cocks her head. "Oh, is this bothering you?" "What do you think?" "Do you have Dolman?" "No." "Lucky you. Matteo does though, right?" "Uh-huh." "Matteo is like a math genius, isn't he?" Walk shrugs. "More or less." "Yes!" She pumps her fist in the air. "That's what I thought." The way she says this bugs Walk. He puts his elbow on her desk now. "What's the deal with you and Matteo?" Walk stares her down. "The deal?" "You pick on him. You act like you own the air he breathes." "What are you talking about? I just said he was a math genius. And besides, I don't pick on anyone. I am very kind to everyone. He's the one acts all weird about it." "About what?" She raises her eyebrows. "He never told you?" "Told me what?" She scoffs.
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