"Yeah, well...I'm not spiraling out of control, thanks." Except he was, but was too stubborn to admit it. What happened at the New Year's party wouldn't have happened two years ago, or even last year. Since the start of his Senior year, Leon's head had been screwed on backwards enough that anyone with eyes could see the change.

"And what does 'your taste was too good' mean? I could have terrible taste for all you know." He wasn't even sure what the conversation was about anymore...aside from something other than Adelaide.