“And,” Adam continued, feeling the rant rising up, “then she claims that in these massive cities—Boston, Denver, Los Angeles—that there ain’t nobody like her. Full of yourself much?” “Adam?” “What?” “You may be overthinking it, my brother.” Adam nodded. “True.” “You overthink a lot of stuff, Adam.” “That I do.” “It’s why you’re the best attorney I know.” “Thanks,” Adam said. “And no, you can’t leave work early for your gig.” “Aw, come on. Don’t be that guy.”
