Ace shuddered. "Point taken."

"Not a sports fan, then?" Paul asked, concerned.

"I've played," Ace said. "More into track and field, though. I did baseball and soccer for a while when I was a kid. I'll be able to follow along with the big boys, don't worry."

"So that's a yes?" Paul's face was filled with hope.

Ace sighed and took a deep breath. "That's a yes."

Paul's face filled with a big, stupid grin. He impulsively reached for Ace's hand across the table and squeezed – until his brain caught up with what he was doing. He pulled back sharply, and Ace bit out a sigh.

"One of these...