"We're having an extremely important debate here, Craw," Poppy said, a small grin threatening to overtake her lips.
She sighed and rolled her eyes. "I've already completed a phalange," she said with a cocky grin. "I'm not the one who's slacking."
"Just leave it alone, okay?" Poppy interjected, her voice tense. "Everything is fine. Evan and I are fine."