The only person in this conversation likely to win a popularity contest is Bobbi. He's in good company, or at least, understanding company. And cute company, thanks to the aforementioned puppy, who is having a grand time with her new toy and has no idea at all how annoying all those squeaks can be.

"It's the times you aren't known to lie people need to worry about, I think," she points out. Something's making that smile of hers grow. It might even be him. Verity's had a long time to think she can handle this. The confusion, the lies, the places where it's impossible to know what's truth or not. It's amazing what people can convince themselves of in the darkness of grief.

"A 'posibilikey'. Catchy. Tweetable." Oh, dear. Do not ever say he caught her giggling, she'll declare him a damned liar. Which... probably isn't so much of a threat. "What's it open for you?"