“You the app whisperer.”
“They needed something to explain my being with him in the first place.”
“‘Beta tester with a wild talent’? Decent hook.”
“That was the lede on a Wired article, but only because I was with him.”
“‘Reputation for radically improving product prior to release’? ‘Natural-born super-user’?”
“I quit reading anything about me, us, him.”
“Media blew you out of the water.”
Verity, noticing a neckbeard watching from a table across the room, recalled Joe-Eddy’s take on the particular strain of wannabe feral hacker to be found here. Feral like a day or three late for a shower and some toothpaste, he’s said. “Feel like a walk?” she asked Eunice. “We could go up to the park.”