"You're dating him?" he asks, raising her an eyebrow.

They're in the lobby, which is convenient enough, so as they talk he leads off to one of the sitting areas.

"I've met him, yeah. He's my best friend's brother and he's a complete weirdo who insists on backseat gaming, which is in fact how I met him. You remember the curfew? It was then." Here are some good chairs. He sits. "But yeah, I'm in six. I've been here since that mini-arena, the one with the ball pit and all that other crap."