"And??" I say."And I'm sorry for calling you a bimbo." Eric said relucantly. "It was uncalled for."
"Well, that attack was uncalled for, too. Truce?"
"Truce." Eric and I shook hands.
"Now, what do you say we find your friend before the umber hulk finishes snacking?" he asked.
"Fine by me." I reply. For once, he had a point. This was not the time for bickering. I turned to Diana. "Lead the way." I say, waiting for an answer.
