Bullet drummed her fingers on the table as she continued waiting for food to be served. "Can I ask you a question?" Bullet asked.
"Its 'may' I ask you a question." Ratsel corrected as Bullet frowned.
"Don't correct me on..."
"Grammar?"
"Exactly."
"And there answer's your question." Ratsel smirked as she started to cut carrots into pieces. Bullet's eyes slated in anger as she said. "Ca..." She sighed. "May I ask you a question?"
"Go right ahead."
"So what exactly do you do for a living?"
"Its 'may' I ask you a question." Ratsel corrected as Bullet frowned.
"Don't correct me on..."
"Grammar?"
"Exactly."
"And there answer's your question." Ratsel smirked as she started to cut carrots into pieces. Bullet's eyes slated in anger as she said. "Ca..." She sighed. "May I ask you a question?"
"Go right ahead."
"So what exactly do you do for a living?"