from inside, voice lazy, accented I’m telling you, Blaise, the blonde one has a facial recognition algorithm. I saw the schematic. It’s either that or he’s just really good at remembering the exact shade of his own hair dye.

a clipped, unimpressed voice You’re projecting, Theo. Not everyone compensates for a lack of personality with a twelve-step skincare routine.

Says the man with the black American Express card for emergency facials.

It’s for emergencies.

If either of you have touched my shoe rack, I will hex your testicles into your throats.