As I spoke the words, I recalled Lynn’s comment about daddy issues and immediately regretted opening my big fat stupid mouth. There was a moment where it seemed like it could’ve gone either way as Grace studied my expression. Finally, she shrugged and said, “Honestly? Kind of, yeah.”
I nodded at her. “I’m glad you finally got one of my references. I was genuinely starting to worry that you were an alien wearing a very convincing skin-suit.”
“Just because I don’t acknowledge them, doesn’t mean I don’t get them. By the way…” Grace pointed at me and said, “Species.”
“Correct,” I replied, genuinely impressed.
“I mean, I DO work for a guy whose legal name is a Goonies reference.”
“Good point. So… What is THIS all about,” I asked, gesturing at the coffee in my hand.
“I need you to come help me stake out Mikey‘s room in case I nod off.”
“Uh-huh. And WHY are we staking out Mikey’s room?”
