I can't be blamed if you can't keep your eye on the ball. [He reaches for his shirt and pulls it back on. Before giving Dylan a stern look.] I'll not cheat.

[And then he purses up his lips. Dylan always acts casually about everything and then he feels as though he's climbing a mountain to get to a sentence, even a fairly innocuous one.] After the dinner shift, would you come back here and play Go with me?