Neal said: “What value does he have, exactly?” Luke had to give it some thought, which Elliot found offensive. Eventually, he said: “He’s clever about some things. And he makes up songs.” “No, I don’t,” said Elliot, even more vastly offended. “Yes, you do,” said Luke. “You sang the song to me and Mum.” “That was not my song,” said Elliot. “That song belongs to the Beatles.” Luke rolled his eyes. “Elliot, beetles do not write songs.” “Uh, do you guys mind?” Adam demanded.
