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“So I just have to pick some clothes, change, and then we go? Is this some sort of weird thing rich people do?” “Oh, no,” Alex’s serious expression finally breaks. “No, no. I will pick your outfit. You will pick mine. The more ridiculous the better. And then we will go out to eat at a very nice restaurant and pretend everything is completely normal and we are wearing normal outfits that we intentionally chose to leave the house in.” “Oh my god,” Eli says, suddenly understanding. “There are going to be so many pictures.”
“Hey,” Eli says, “whatever’s going on, I’ve got your back, okay? Unless it’s, like, moving a body. Then you should probably call Kuzy.” “What, because he’s Russian?” “No, because he’s comically huge. Does he have mafia ties I should be aware of?”