“Last night?” He had that ‘I’m just teasing, but reassure me anyway’ thing going on that guys sometimes get. “Well, that goes without saying, but I was multi-tasking, ya know, kind of like you were last night, only not quite as much skill, or quite as fun, but the best I can do in my current state.” “Current state?” “Hung over.” “Hung over? Cara, you don’t even really drink. How could you be hung over?” “Not on alcohol, on you!” I love it when he blushes. “Oh!” “What I was thinking about is minutia.” “Okay.” “The whole thing with Jerkface.” “Okay.” “My mom used to tell us all the time that it’s just plain stupid to tell a lie because no matter what you do the truth of it will rise to the top. That the more cunning you’re trying to be, the more likely you are to reveal yourself.” “Okay.” “When Jerkface was talking to me, way back when all this started, he said that Louis was just sure that every crime could be solved with enough inspection of the related minutia.
