Gym class is mind-numbing. Bella spends it thinking about introversion - Andi finds it peculiar and kept asking her questions about it. Bella's not an extreme case of the type, but definitely qualifies. Andi always has more friends - needs more friends - than Bella does.
"I believe the only obvious drawback, if you like baking, is that you have to get up early in the morning."
"Then perhaps your calling in life is operating a cute little bakery. Perhaps with someone handling the business side, I suppose, I don't know if you go in for that part."
"Yes, exactly. So you'd need help, to run a bakery, or you'd wind up getting arrested for something like a health code violation or tax issues."
"Sure," he says. "I like stuff. I like stuff all the time. I'm standing here 'cause I want to bake you a cake, that's a preference, right?"
"Would you be meaningfully disappointed if I told you you were not invited to make me cake, though?"
Trouble shrugs. "I'd be sad. I'd go do something else. I'd get over it. Is that 'meaningfully disappointed'?"
"I mean - what difference does it make, to you, whether I get disappointed by stuff or not?"
"Knowing more about how people work is useful, anyway, for figuring out how I work - whether it's unusual, whether I should be suspicious that I'm assigning too much unusualness to myself, that sort of thing. Although information about you probably won't help with that in particular, I'm guessing."
"I am a pretty fucking unusual person," he agrees, grinning brightly. "Glad you noticed."