"Son of a bitch..." he muttered under his breath. "I'm warning him." Aaron walked up to Cara and pulled her aside. "I need some help." He smirked devilishly.
"Pretty good, why? I'm right eighty-five percent of the time." He didn't even peek up from his phone. "I've known him since we were in kindergarten." He sent the text to Kacey.
"Well, I'm ninety-five point nine percent he likes you. He was also very nervous. It's easy to tell if you pay very close attention to detail." He started playing 'White Tiles' on his phone.