Do you like my brother? And there goes Dan's confidence. He keeps his eyes resolutely on the field. Uh... yes? I mean... I think everyone likes your brother, don't they? She leans over and gives him a little hip check. No, you know what I mean. Do you /like/ him? Dan just states out at the horses, hoping that one of them will do something, anything, to distract this girl from her question. But the horses just keep grazing and Tat continues. 'Cause he likes you. I mean, he likes Jeff, too, but... you can like two people at once, right? Uh... yes? I think you can like two people at once. Yeah. I know it's none of my business or whatever, but... I just wanted to make sure you know... if you like him, that's cool with me. I mean, I like Jeff too, but... you know. Dan has a brief moment of wanting to shake her. No, he /doesn't/ know. Is everything really so clear to everyone but him? Is he just adding extra complications where they don't need to be? Then he remembers that he's talking to a fifteen-year-old girl. Maybe she shouldn't be the arbiter of what's simple or complicated. He realizes that she's still waiting for a response from him. Okay, well... thanks for letting me know. Are you guys going to, like... date?Sweet Jesus, Tat, I don't know! Possibly that's a bit of an overreaction, but she looks more amused than upset. All right, all right.... She gets a mischievous look in her eyes.
~ Kate Sherwood
