With a frown, I looked straight back at him. To my own surprise, though, something in me had made me just accept that smack without getting worked up about it. I was surprised that I didn't try to, considering that I figure that I would have otherwise. Shaking my head, though, I looked back toward him and exhaled. "Alright, sure, I'll do my best to figure that out. If I say the right things, my father will spill everything as though it's some sort of grand punishment for me." My dad was always trying to scare me off with his plans.