“Don’t be so modest. You certainly moved up a few spots on the bachelor hierarchy.” My brow furrowed. “What’s the bachelor hierarchy? On second thought, never mind. I don’t want to know.” “It’s just an unofficial ranking system of eligible Tilikum men.” “I said I didn’t want to know.” “We’ve divided it into age brackets,” Louise said, ignoring me. “And points are given for things like job stability, hygiene, style, and personality.” “That’s kind of messed up. You know that, right?” She waved off my comment. “It’s all in good fun. And our wagers are never for money.”
