Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 815

“That's not—wait, why are you asking? Is this one of our annual lab performance metrics now? No way..."

Is snowball making some kind of required research skill these days?

Owen Reynolds: "Can you be serious for once? Stop messing around. I'm asking you something important, so quit joking."

Stoddard just stared at him, baffled. "Seriously? Who up north doesn't know how to make a snowball? Don't tell me you can't?"

Owen Reynolds: "..."

"You really don't know how?"

"So what exactly do you want, then?" Stoddard folded his arms, waiting.

Owen Reynolds: "The snow outside's piled up pretty deep."

"And?"

"We go out, and you teach me how to make a snowball."

Stoddard blinked, wondering if he'd heard wrong for the umpteenth time today.

You've got to be kidding.

No, really-this can't be happening.

Owen Reynolds, the notorious workaholic and academic bloodhound, was actually trying to drag him out during work hours, just to... make snowballs?

"Owen, do I look like a snowball to you?"

Owen said nothing.

help but laugh, half in disbelief. "You're serious?

Reynolds: "Yes. And

made it clear

he really wanted

seconds, his

southerners always make a fuss over the first

two experiments to finish today, and I'm pressed for time.

Reynolds: "I'll do

Stoddard: "Wait, seriously?!"

just gave him a

good man."

"Spit it

holidays coming up, I

I was planel

time off over New Year's.

Reynolds: "Pushing

yes or no. Those are my terms, take it or leave it. Three seconds, three,

"Deal."

Let's go, time to play in the

Forty minutes later-

"No, not like that! It's-look, watch me: like this...

felt like the hundredth time: "Got

Owen: "Yeah."

hour

the deal, okay? No more

"No.

what if you learn it? It's not like Roseanne's