"You're not an asshole... just a bit of a prick at times." Winking, she laughed. "What's worse an asshole or a prick?" Slapping his arm, she looked over her shoulder. Gianna should probably get going if she was going to have everything ready for when the guys came over.
"Why would you care to impress on your resume? If it's doing what you love and you can sell your art... why wouldn't you do that? Didn't someone once say 'do what you love and you'll never work a day in your life' or something? But listen, I have to run to get things started. Call me when you're on your way." Giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, she jogged off towards her bakery. Waving to the guys, she looked over her shoulder and waved to her brother.