I nudged Devon again, a fake grin plastered on my face. “Funny.” He didn’t crack a smile
“Reed, you’re going first.” Oliver said that more quietly. “We changed that around. Actually, we’re going to try it both ways, Reed first once and then you first once. Is that okay, Devon?”
Devon nodded quietly.
“You sure?” I asked him.
“Yes.”
“What did you decide to say, Reed?”
“The, um, thing that guy said.” I pointed to the bank rep. “The truth is swimming is my life, and pride is representing the US at the Olympics in Rio.”
“Nice. Excellent. Devon?”
“It’s a surprise.” He barely looked up.
“Cool. I’m down with that.”
Oliver looked slightly long in the tooth to use that phrase. Then again, I probably looked too young to think “long in the tooth.”
“How about you whisper it to me,” Oliver coaxed. “See, I have to know how long to keep the camera right on you, before I cut away. I have to plan everything out. The last word in what you say is the cue for the next guy to talk, see?”