My eyes land on Bobby’s line.
Bobby – Already happened
I point at it.
"What’s that supposed to mean?"
Bobby shrugs from his stall, completely calm.
"Just my professional opinion."
"You’re a defenseman," I say.
"Observation is part of the job," he replies.
I stare at him.
"Explain."
He gestures vaguely toward me.
"You drove across the city in ten minutes because someone flirted with her," he says. "You didn't even ask what was going on. You just showed up. That's not neutral behavior."
The room goes quiet.
Not fully quiet.
But quieter.
Gregory stops unlacing his skate.
Dex lowers the marker slightly.
I shake my head.
"That’s not—"
"Love?" Bobby supplies helpfully.
"Correct."
"Sure," Dex says.
He walks over to the board again and writes another line.
Shelly – In denial
The locker room explodes.
"You’re hilarious," I say flatly.
"Thank you," Dex replies.
He steps back and admires the board.
"Gentlemen," he says proudly. "This is the most accurate predictive model we’ve ever built."
"You once bet Gregory would cry during a dog food commercial," Bobby reminds him.
