“How far could he go, Snowy?” Tan asked as he put his hand on the tip of his chin, making a thoughtful expression.
“Merchant died at 107.5 meters, but that Pippy Tweety-Doo only started attacking when Merchant reached a hundred meters mark,” Snow replied.
“Hmm… it might start attacking at a hundred meters.” Tan nodded, but then he had to turn to Snow again. “Pippy… Tweety-Doo?” the young man repeated.
“Yes…that bird, Pippy Tweety-Doo. It's cute.” Snow stared back with her straight face to which Tan nodded.
“What are you laughing at, Blanche?” Nicki, who stood beside Blanche, hit him with her elbow.
"Nothing...but I couldn’t help it," said the young man.
“Crazy... ‘Nothing, but I couldn’t help it.' What was that?" She shook her head. “Cal, do you think how far we can go with all the cards we have," Nicki turned to look at the young genius who was doing a calculation.