Chapter 7

“Fuck you,” Quinn said.

“Don’t hate me because I’m right.”

“All that aside,” Alexi said. “Even if Quinn’s going to have a silver stick up his ass, I can show you around if you’ve got time.”

Pat raised her hand. “I’d be willing to go on a tour.”

“Same here,” said Beth.

Quinn took a sulking bite out of his pizza burger. “I guess I’ll go too…”

Alexi gave him a look. “Are you going to be a gatekeeping prick?”

Quinn sighed. “No…”

“Then you are also invited. Eli, I’ll pay for your lunch, if that’s alright with you.”

Eli smiled. He pushed his glasses up his nose. “Aw, you don’t have to do that.”

“I insist,” Alexi said. “Someone’s been tipping me very well at Duckworth’s lately, so I’ve got a bit extra to spend.”

“No no, it’s fine.”