Damon and I stare at each other with mirrored dumbfounded expressions. “Did he just come out to me?” Damon asks. “Oh, God, has he come out to the world without telling me first?” He whips out his phone from his pocket, but I step forward and cover it with my hand. “Your professional world isn’t imploding, but I fear Ollie’s head might be. I had no idea he was going to do that.”
