Page 94 of The Lies We Play

Creed: I like it.

Liv: You would. You’re both bossy in different fonts.

Halston: Different fonts?

Liv: Creed is bold with all caps. You’re an expensive serif.

Creed: I’ll take that.

Halston: I’m not sure I will.

Liv: You will. Quietly.

Creed: She’s right.

Halston: I dislike how quickly the two of you form alliances.

Liv: This is not an alliance.

Creed: It’s a coalition.

Halston: Worse.

Liv: Much more official.

Creed: After the game, I’ll meet you at the player exit.

Halston: In the suit?

Creed: In the suit.

Liv: Good. I have become invested in postgame hockey suits.

Creed: That’s new.

Liv: I am a scholar. My interests evolve.

Halston: Should I be concerned?

Liv: Always.

Creed: I’ll be tired, dressed, and probably starving.

Halston: Food will be handled.

Creed: Of course it will.

Liv: See? Expensive serif.

Halston: I'm not a fucking font.

Creed: You’re absolutely a font.

Liv: A very judgmental font.

Halston: I regret introducing the two of you.

Liv: You didn’t. I introduced you.