"Of course, it's not like I'm in love with Van. Half the time, I don't even like the guy. He just – he says he wants to be friends, but then when you tell him things about yourself, secret, really personal things, all he does is crack jokes and give you a hard time about them."
Billie nodded slowly, her expression oozing sympathy and understanding. "Another drink?"
Deaq silently held up his empty-again glass.
"So," Billie said, leaning back while taking a sip of her own drink, "tell me. What kind of secret, really personal things are we talking about here?"