“C’mon, Gasket,” Riggs says. “Gasket?” I laugh the word out. He nods emphatically. “You blow a gasket so easily. Get so angry at the drop of a hat—especially when it comes to me . . . so I officially name thee Gasket.” He grins and waves a pretend wand at me, clearly proud of himself for the nickname. “You’re crazy.” “Guilty as charged.”
