Chapter 13

“Do you think I like sports? I’ve seen some souvenirs, so I probably like…what is it called?”

“Soccer. Well, football.”

“Do you like sports?”

“I like watching sports with you.”

Guy frowned. “What?”

“I’d like watching sports with you.”

“Oh, I thought you said…never mind. Why would you like to watch sports with me?”

“I bet you’d really throw yourself into it.”

Guy’s frown turned into a smile. “You mean I’d be passionate about it.”

“Seems like it. But I think most of the fun in sports comes from watching a team you identify heavily with. A team you have a history with, for whatever reason. It’s like some sort of tribal identification thing.”

Guy snorted. “Then I guess I wouldn’t be interested in sports right now. I don’t have any sense of identity.”

“?Quieres hablar espa?ol?”

“?Hables espa?ol?”

“Sí.”

“I didn’t know that.”

Dane smiled self-consciously. “I guess I should have offered sooner. It didn’t occur to me that it might be easier for you.”