"How's the date?"
"That wasn't a date. It's just dinner that you specifically designed as a date. Screw you, by the way, I forgot to message you that last night."
"Po-tah-to. Po-tey-to. Dinner together between a man and a woman who are clearly not friends is a date. Friendly date or something date, still the same."
She stopped walking and glared at Lennox, who also stopped and grinned widely at her. "Why are you doing this? Why did you set up a date for us, and why do you have to involve me with your bet and game of pride?"
"Game of pride?" He repeated amusement at the term that she used. "I've never heard of a name that fits perfectly to what we're doing than now, to be honest. Well, I don't know. I am actually the one who was supposed to win, that's why I bet on that, to get a date w
