"No incidents to worry about today, but there is something else that needs handling." Luka said. "Namely, the fact that when we first met, you had the impudence, the audacity, the unmitigated [i]gall[/i] to describe me - Me! Luka Durand! - as a [i]frat boy[/i]!" The sound of several people gasping in shock could be heard then, though where it came from could not be discerned. "Needless to say, I have no intention of letting this stand. So tell me, Emily Sanderson... Could a mere frat boy muster the necessary clout to clear away all the obstructions put in place by Ashley's father to prevent Ashley from changing her surname? I think not! Do you know who could though? ME! That's who! And that is exactly what I've done!" Luka threw his arms out wide to either side of him then. His eyes closed, his nose lifted haughtily to the sky, and a satisfied grin adorned his face as he prepared to receive his praise. "What do you think of that, eh?" Luka asked arrogantly. "Do you still think I'm just some frat boy now?"