It was a fair question, but it was also a sensitive spot. "I flew a C-47 during the war," he answered so softly that Anya barely heard him over the e...gines. "I wanted to fly Mustangs, but I ended up with transports." The war - World War II?" Anya asked, impressed.Jack nodded. "And next you're going to ask how a pilot ended up taking a leg full of shrapnel, right?" Anya smiled; he'd anticipated her question. "I was towing a glider over Nijmegen, in the Netherlands. Operation Market-Garden,. “Sure. I can do that for you,” Hope replied. “Well thank you Hope. I appreciate it. I'll see you later,” I said. And as I was getting ready to walk away she stopped me. “Hey Joe, can you stay for a few minutes please? Pretty please?” Hope asked. I was a little skeptical. But she did look a little worried though and she a friend of Kayla's. So of course I couldn't just walk away. “OK what's wrong?” I asked. “Well can you come inside and just sit down with me for a few minutes please?” Hope. The sisters who were opposite of him looked at him repulsed. Kell opened his mouth and showed them him chewed up food. They flipped him off and walked out the room, not before telling Sophie that they were going to wait for her in the movie room. Not that he could blame them Kell is a bit annoying… a lot annoying, but he was used to it. ‘You and I both know I can’t rock the women’s underwear thing, I know you do though. Don’t you remember when-‘ ‘Shut the fuck up Dean, I swear if you tell. After instructing Scott to open one of the bags, she broke apart some of the weed and rolled it into a cone-shaped joint.“Hey, sorry about before,” she said. “I was being a major bitch. Smoke this with me, alright?”Scott nodded, and she lit it with her lighter. At five puffs in each, they leered at one another, smiled and smooched between the following puffs. Scott caressed the nape of Frankie’s neck as she took the last puff of the joint and flicked the filter into a bag.“We should get him.