If someone asked her, Hunter was a very manly guy. If she knew he thought of himself that way, she'd probably smack him on the head and tell him he has stupid for thinking that. Just because she liked to tease him telling him he looked like a cute little puppy didn't mean he lost his manliness. To her, he was the manliest man of all. Hell, he fed sharks. SHARKS. Most of guys would scream like girls if they saw one coming toward them. But not Hunter.
"Just saying the truth, Hunts," she said, smiling at him. She didn't know why he didn't date more often -- or maybe she did but didn't want to think about it; but that was not the point. Hunter was a great guy, sweet, kind, honest, attractive,... He should have a line of girls waiting to date him! Niev tried to get him to date, but it seemed like he either wasn't interested or the girls were just stupid, like the Penguin girl, and weren't interesting in him. "Me?" His question pulled her back to earth. "Well, Charles asked me to marry him so I think I have three 6-year-old husbands," she said with a laugh. "But you have nothing to worry. All I need to keep them happy is give them more crayons and paints than the others," she told him, looking at him with a smile. "But no teachers. You know what they say, mixing business and pleasure doesn't end well."