ALMA

I jumped to my feet at the sight of Carl, and there was that mischievous look on his face, the side grin that was his trademark for naughtiness. What was he trying to pull, walking in with a bowl of ice cream? It was pretty obvious that he was here to steal Velma's attention and possibly piss Rodney off.

"Well, hello. I hope I'm invited to the party," He announced in a cheeky voice as he walked in with so much authority, you'd think he owned the house. This man sure had a lot up his ...