“So what does one do with a chemistry degree besides make crystal meth and sell it?” Arden asked, little smirk on his face as he glanced over at her. “Teach? Biochem? Research?” He took another drag off of his cigarette, chuckling at her description. “Mm, well – not too far off, I guess. We’ve transported sod before.”
Lottie didn’t reply immediately, her eyes dancing with mischief, “If I was planning to go into crystal meth production I wouldn’t tell a total stranger now would I? However you’ve got me, I intend to be the youngest department head at the university and dedicate the rest of my life to teaching and research.” She laughed out loud, the idea of Lottie spending any longer in education seemed hilarious to her. “Transporting sod, you really are living the dream!” she grinned. “Do I get your name? Just in case I find I need to transport any hay myself.”