I grab another fucked radio from the box. “That’s why I’m dating a Cobalt and you aren’t.” “No shit.” He smiles. The corner of my mouth upturns, and we swig beer at the same time. When we look over at Jane and Maximoff, we notice they’re already watching us, their expressions thunderstruck and curious: mouths gaping, eyes cinched, question marks dangling over their heads. It’s fucking comical.
