Slamming his hands down on the table Denmark looked at Riley. "B O L S M S O. What the heck does that mean?!" He asked, picking up his pen and scribbling franticly on the pad of paper.
Confused, Riley grabbed his laptop. "Maybe... It's a word?" He asked, typing. "Uhmm.. Mission, Bloom, Slosm...." He said, attempting to guess correctly.
"Blossom?" Rayne asked, putting her feet up on the table and crossing her arms.
"Blossom...." Denmark repeated. "Has to be."
"Thats... not in my computer..." Riley protested, looking at the screen.
Confused, Riley grabbed his laptop. "Maybe... It's a word?" He asked, typing. "Uhmm.. Mission, Bloom, Slosm...." He said, attempting to guess correctly.
"Blossom?" Rayne asked, putting her feet up on the table and crossing her arms.
"Blossom...." Denmark repeated. "Has to be."
"Thats... not in my computer..." Riley protested, looking at the screen.