Dani: That guy seems great.
Malcolm: He is! I think. Vijay and I went to boarding school together. His dad went to prison for smuggling cocaine, so.
Dani: Aww. You were bad-dad kids.
Malcolm: Something like that. In ninth grade, we used to own the corner table at lunch. The one no one else sat at
Dani: You were a weird loner in high school? Stop.