Molly rolled her eyes as Sean made his excuses and moved off.
"Like I said, hiding. He's going to have fun if I have to tackle him and ram it down his throat." She pouted and crossed her arms.
The mental image of her petite self somehow toppling Sean was silly even to her. More like she'd end up clinging to his back like a piggy back ride.
"Oh well. Forced good time later," She focused her attention on CJ. "Fun meeting you. You don't have a name. You have an acronym. Like CK or PA or BJ." Molly tilted her head. "Is there elaboration on the letters or can I make some up?"