“Anyone know
where my jersey is?”
"You know constantly losing it
won’t gain you any brownie points?”

"Happens to the best of us. Don’t beat yourself over it. Nice sweater though.
"Oh right! Damn, feel like my grandma now."
"After a week, at least.“ Elena pointed out, rolling her eyes and she gave her friend a smile, trying to think to help...
"Do you honestly think he wouldn’t. You know he sort of looks for these things, especially in you.”