Day MDCCCXLIX, part III

- Now it's my turn - she said, after finishing the first pizza slice. - How strong are you? I mean, compared to others from behind the portal.

- Not to brag - I replied after finishing mine - but I'm the strongest.

- You don't look that strong to me  - she said and reached for another piece.

- I don't care. My turn now. Two plus two multiplied by two?

- What? - she asked with a full mouth.

- Answer the question!

- Eight, and that's not how you play the game.

- Ha! Wrong! You lost!

- What? It's correct, and that's not how you play the game! - she shouted at me, almost spitting the half-chewed pizza. 

- It's six. You have to multiply first and then add, you dummy.

- What? Ok, maybe I was wrong, but who cares? This is not how you play the game, and we both know you wanted to play, just so I would tell you about my parents, and why I'm homeless.

- Ok. If you insist, you might tell me that.

She snorted.