“Well, guess there goes the conversation.” Could always get back to it later, Karen supposed, but as a mass of people began to flock into the next room she and Tony followed slowly behind. “Hopefully he doesn’t spend like twenty minutes trying, assuming he even tries.”
“Don’t think it’d be that hard.” Tony was pretty casual as he walked along, as he did so explaining, “Mostly for the cameras and stuff anyway. You know they’ll record it a few times over.”
“Something else for my mom to shove in the face of everyone she meets, I guess,” replied Karen, deadpan.