Samir wondered how some weedy teenager managed to have a girlfriend when he couldn't even get the fucking guidance counselor to look at him. "There's no such thing as food cheating" Samir pointed out.
He chuckled at Apple's assessment. "Professor Davies has her moments of brilliance" he lied. If it were up to him she would be long gone. Past her prime. "Maybe you should ask her and find out" he offered jokingly.