Her glare got a smirk in return. Bart didn’t agree with her. It had just gotten started. There was no way it could be getting old already. Impossible. He could go on for at least another hour and a half. Two if he was feeling up to it.
“Some people like lying. It gives them a rush. Like shooting up in a back alley, only it’s not illegal.” If he were a nice, easy to get along with kind of kid, he would stop it and apologize. Every last person who knew him, also knew that he wasn’t going to give up that quickly.
“Whatever you say, Lois. I’ll just… come with you.” As she started to move around him he turned to follow at her heels, the annoying puppy that he was.