Delia takes his spot on the couch and shrugs. “He’s your best friend.” “He’s your boyfriend!” She sighs. “Don’t remind me.” “Xavie thinks Zach hung the moon. Maybe we should let him claim the doof.” “I’m pretty sure your son still eats his own boogers, Robbie—is he really the best judge of character?” “Hey! I don’t eat my boogers!” He slides his eyes sideways, which is his tell. Kid will probably dig one out on the car ride home and stick it to the seat or some shit. “Anymore.”
ROFL great exchange. Yes Zach is a doof.
