After leaving the restaurant, Jane Quinlan held his hand with a warm smile and asked: "Am I your bottom line?"
"Aren't you?"
"Being your bottom line feels so good, like I can ride on your coattails and flaunt your power."
She raised her eyebrows looking at him: "Actually, me taking you to the restaurant today was to make an example out of someone.
Forrest, sometimes I feel like you can read my mind just like a parasitic worm in my stomach."
"I don't like that analogy, you say you're so academically accomplished, how come you don't know to use a more elegant phrase."
"How about 'great minds think alike'?"
Kay Forrest tilted his head and smiled: "That's more like it."
"Alright, if it's 'great minds think alike', then do you know that actually... I did something bad today."
"What bad thing?"
"I guessed that if we went to that restaurant to dine, there would definitely be a huge commotion.
If we went, Ms. Larkin would surely be there too.
