"I got you something," Dorkass said, passing a gift bag across the table.
Therein were four tissue-wrapped, Portal-themed coasters. Portal is a video game she and I played together.
I was delighted, and now the coasters protect my desk from relentless Diet Coke sweat. During a meeting, I searched Amazon for the coasters so I could show them to a colleague.
Wait. They come in packs of eight?
"Like he has seven friends," I hear her snorting in my imagination as she pockets half the coasters.