"Because it's so much better than carrying things around in pockets." Jon replied getting a bit annoyed. "This isn't about me...it's about you."
Jon held Linda's tablet in front of her. "Ever since you got this you've been distracted." He said crossly.
"But Jon!" Linda whined.
"No buts!" Jon said interrupting her. "We have company. I'm withholding this until later." He then went into his room and placed his purse on his bed and then his the tablet in one of his drawers. Jon then had a strange sense of déjà vu.
He remembered having a similar conversation with Linda before only that time it was Linda confiscating something not him. Jon smiled at the power he now had over Linda.
Meanwhile downstairs Miss Fine had heard the entire commotion and smiled.
