Sim could fist bump that happily, and did.

"Ohhh" he said, suddenly understanding. "I don't usually ask their ages but yeah, some bro. I don't usually remember names. Or faces. Only Mek-" he checked himself suddenly. No one needed to know about that. If Gray found out he'd never hear the end of it. "Just this one chick at Sam's party. It's kind of awkward. It's weird."