[DING! HOST RUN!]

"So... what the fuck happened to you?" she said, head tilting as her eyes dragged over him, sharp and curious. "Seriously, Parker. Two weeks ago, you looked like some emo cryptobro shut-in, and now you're—" She gestured vaguely. "—what, hot? With a Lambo? You join a cartel or something? Because I swear, if this is some crypto nerd revenge story, I will laugh."

Parker felt his jaw tighten, but he didn't bite. Not yet.

Annabelle kept going, smirking wider. "Or wait... don't tell me your obsession with crypto actually paid off? Is that what happened? Because—hold up—didn't you try to mine Ethereum in the attic once? I still remember when I caught you on your laptop, looking like you were hacking the Pentagon or some shit."

Parker's face didn't shift, but inside, he remembered. Of course she remembered.