“I was thinking,” Fatima said patiently, “that views are money, and Tackle It needs money. Is this your regular grumpy face or your angry face? I can’t tell.” “Angry face,” Kiran offered from the sofa. “When he looks extra constipated—” “What the hell?” Zaf burst out. “Language!” Mum snapped. “—that means he’s angry. Zaf, sweetie, what’s crawled up your behind now?”
