“People think he’s stupid because he’s a model, but I had to work with him on a science po—prop—project last year, and he was really smart. Really, really, really smart.” I pass her the beer we’re sharing. “Really, really, really smart?” “Yes!” she says, snickering. “Really, really, really…really, really…” She forgets what she was going to say. “Anyway, his name is Pax. That means peace in Latin. Did you know that?” “I did know that.” “Oooh, look at you. Clever little Elodie. I like your name. What does Elodie mean?”
