Garrison motions to Lily. “And your passcodes took me thirty seconds to hack.” Lo gives her a look. “Whaaa…” She crinkles her nose. “It’s not anything familiar to anyone, I promise.” “It is though,” Garrison says. “Your favorite movie is X-Men: First Class. You said it in an interview, which is public knowledge. You can’t use 2011xmen as your password—” “Shhh!” she hushes him with large eyes and waves like she’s swatting bees. “Someone’s going to overhear and get into my work email.”
