I’m down to go to the boy aquarium.” A deep laugh slips out of Bennett, his head shaking. “Boy aquarium? The fuck does that even mean?” She shrugs. “Glass… with hockey boys inside. A… fishbowl? You know what? Never mind.” Her laugh is soft, suddenly shy as she drops her gaze and looks down at the empty straw paper on the table. “I like it, blondie.” He grins. Is my best friend… flirting with Bennett?
