"It won't be stupid," argues Rosie, handing him the jeans and shirt with a fond roll of her eyes. It might not be the right choice, in the face of how uncertain Neil still is, but both of them have grown used to trying to bluff things out--especially the things Darrow's put them through, singularly or together--that it comes almost as second nature now.

"You're already better-looking than I am. Which always happens, whenever someone I know goes through this. It's really not fair at all."