Chapter 104: How Many Skills Does She Have?

Dinner was wrapped up. Everyone helped clean up the dining room and kitchen, then headed off to their own spaces to chill. Stacey, though, had to find Conor to get the receipts from their shopping trip. Conor's door was slightly open, so Stacey just walked in. She didn't expect to see Matthew lurking around the table, acting all shady. "What are you doing?" Stacey asked, her voice chilly. "You're not trying to spike someone's drink, are you?" Matthew looked annoyed, "Do you really think I've got nothing better to do?" "We'll see, won't we?" Stacey shot back, giving him a skeptical look. Matthew was clearly not happy. "Why are you here?" Conor showed up behind Stacey. He'd just come out of the shower. "I need the receipts," Stacey said. "Oh, right. Here you go." Conor gave her the receipts from the table, then picked up his thermos and took a sip. Stacey looked puzzled. "Is that your thermos?" she asked. Conor nodded, looking serious. "Yes, it's mine. Is there a problem?" "No