"I'm curious about the couple other things!"

"I'm wondering if I should tell you. We don't want to inflate your ego too much, now, do we?"

"We don't?"

"Noooo, it's bad to have a big ego, don't you know?"

"Only if it's disproportionate."

"To what?"

"How awesome you are?"

He laughs. "That's very hot."

"So?"

"That's one of the things!"

"That I'm hot, or the proportionate ego?"

"That you're hot, naturally."

"Both hot and cute," smirks Anthony.

"Smart, too, catching me on my bullpoop."

Pause. "I was gonna say that I wasn't actually catching you on it but – first I have to ask about 'bullpoop'."

"Oh I don't really swear."

"Do you have objections to other people doing it?"

"No, not particularly."

"… That sounds like you have a bit of an objection?"

"It's more about myself, mom used to say I shouldn't swear unless I really meant it and it—stuck."

"Ah."

He shrugs. "So I don't actually have a moral objection or anything."

"I'd be curious what the moral objection was, if there was one."

Shrug.

Anthony also shrugs, and then gets on with eating his lunch.