9 Quiz time? (1/2)

”I don't mind. But before I tell you what my occupation is, how about you guys try to guess it?” Sia suggested turning towards the three men at the table.

”You are in your early 20s so there shouldn't be much to guess. You are a student, aren't you?” Alex said nonchalantly and looked at Will with a piercing gaze. He didn't like his friends hitting on his cousin. She was still a uni kid.

The only problem was that he was wrong... again.

”Not really. I graduated a while ago, so try harder.” Sia answered and continued enjoying her food.

'These guys seem to know their stuff... The food is truly amazing here... Seems like I found people I can ask for restaurant recommendations, though it's a bit overpriced,' she thought to herself while the three men were wrecking their brains for ideas about her profession.

”I think you should be either a philosopher or a social worker coz you just give the 'people's person' vibe,” as always Ren was the first to try his luck.

Sia just shook her head and continued eating. 'I should try to get the recipe for this. The taste is heavenly.'

”Now that you ask about it, it's weird that dad has never talked about it. He just always says how smart you are and that I should learn from you,” Alex mumbled softly surprised at his own revelation. His dad had been all about Sia for the past month but he never really mentioned anything about her job.

”Teacher? Linguist?” and so the list went on and on for a while varying from professions like manager, businesswoman, economist to philosopher, designer, musician and so on.

'Why do they lack imagination so much these days. My area of expertise is quite common and they had said everything but anything related to it. Duh, I guess that's cause they can't imagine a socialite being involved in science.'

”I am a neurosurgeon.”

At her words Ren chocked on his wine, while the other two looked at her with shocked expressions.

”Hey, we were seriously trying to guess your line of work and you are just joking around. That's not funny at all,” retorted Alex.

”What do I get from lying to you?” Sia asked nonchalantly. She was too used to this kind of behaviour to feel offended.