In her Miata, after a stop to buy more appropriate interview clothes, Josh came up with a few more questions. “So we’re supposedly in love and maybe even engaged.”
“We can fudge that one a little. Mrs. Chu already thinks we’re engaged, that’s all that matters. And Lisa knows you’re you. I mean, that you’re not him.”
“Are you going to tell your friends what’s really going on? Because I don’t want to lie to the crew. They wouldn’t believe me anyway, not with my track record.”
She rolled down the window and let the wind play with her ponytail. “Can you tell them you’re doing it as a favor to me? Because of some legal issue or something? They might believe that.”
He thought about it. “Sure. I’m a good guy. I do favors all the time. They’re usually s****l, but—”
“Ha ha.”
“Speaking of whic
