“Alright then, hi Katherine.” Greg said, giving her a wide grin. He listened, and watched, her carefully as she listed off her statements. She wasn’t really giving any cues, so that idea was bust. 

“Number one: I played in a riot grrrl punk band in high school.”

He nodded. Believable. Except, he could tell she wasn’t going to make this easy, so they all should be believable. 

“Number two: I got a ninety in grade twelve biology.”

There wasn’t anything he could do about that one. That was a shot in the dark in either direction.

“Or finally, number three, I will always maintain that the Beach Boys were better than the Beatles.”

He slowly smiled, slyly, suppressing a chuckle. “Well,” he started. “Anyone that recognizes the Beach Boys can’t honestly say that the Beatles were better, so that one’s obviously a truth. Aaaaaand… A band. I can see it, sure. I’m going to say your lie was the ninety in biology?”