I pretend to wipe a tear from the corner of my eye. “I thought our friendship was more important to you.” He lifts his hand and lowers it step by step like he’s mimicking the steps of a ladder. “It goes TV, you and then everything else,” he says. “Wow. I’m before hockey? I’m impressed.” “Oh.” He pretends to frown. “I forgot about that. Okay, correction. Hockey, TV, you, everything else.”
