“We have to do something!” “No, Elliot,” said Myra. “We don’t. I was just talking. I was simply discussing our classmates and their relationships like a normal person. We do not have to sell anybody to pirates.” “I’m a problem solver,” said Elliot. “I want to solve a problem.” “I think I’m getting a migraine,” said Myra, gathering up her books. “Hey, where are you going?” “I really like you, Elliot,” Myra said. “But I can only take so much. You understand?”
