Samantha smiled "Sar we were what 6 at the time I thought guys had cooties back then to but Not now *she mocks a pout* and I really want this Greg He's really hot and he seems my type"
Greg was left behind by his co-workers, once again slightly unremembered. Though, looking down at his hands, he began to walk after them. 'Is it okay to check out Sara's sister?' His mind asked himself, and the man hung his head in confusion. Hitting on Samantha would be like hitting on Sara, and Greg knew quite well how awkward that would be...