Lisa had turned her attention to Maya when Evan had asked his question. It was a wise clarifier but at this point Lisa just wanted to go.. She turned to him and smirked. “Strategy: pretend it’s golf? Lowest score wins. So the lower the negative score, the better.” Lisa, however, had no intentions of losing. She did giggle at Maya’s response to their elder brother. Hehe.

Soon the girls were by themselves as Maya assisted her into her car. Her eyebrows raised when Maya commented on her height and how soon enough Lisa would be tall. She huffed. “But not tall enough yet. I’m going to be the shortest Nam in all of Nam history!!!” she poured with arm flails. It was UNFAIR. Noah was TALL to begin with. Evan had grown to a whopping 5’6. And EVEN Maya had broken 5’0. Meanwhile little Lisa was still little at 4’10…. Well 4’8 and a half on a good day. “You’ll still love me if I’m short. You won’t disown me?” she asked the ridiculous question. She knew it was ridiculous but she was seeking affirmation from the one person who she constantly felt the need to get it from.

Maya did get a smirk when she mentioned to go for Evan first and Lisa nodded, showing that she understood the request. “Alrightie Aphrodite. Let’s go,” she pretended to flick her sunglasses from her head to the bridge of the nose and then gripped her car tightly.

Time to rumble.

Car at the ready. She jetted herself forward with a squeal, heading for a certain brother of hers. “Target locked.”