“What just happened?” I say to Parker. “You were on the jumbotron,” she says. “That’s what happened. And you made the grumpiest grump of all smile like a kid on Christmas morning.” “I’ve never seen him smile like that,” I say. “Um, no one has ever seen him smile like that. If we wanted to sell the fact that you’ve tamed the brooding beast, that just did it.” She chuckles as she scrolls through her phone, then shows me a twenty-second video of Nathan and I staring at each other through the glass.
