“Just remember,” she says, blue eyes glistening, “if you want this scum to believe you and I could be together”—her voice echoes with shameless disbelief—“then you need to take off that ridiculous hat.” “Just you remember,” I say as we step out from behind the shrubs and approach my lounging rival, “if we’re caught, there’s no way in hell I’m risking my neck to save you.”
