“Is it okay if I enter your mind?” Fitz asked. “Dude, do you realize how creepy that sounds?” Keefe interrupted. “It’s less creepy than reading her feelings all the time without telling her,” Fitz argued. “Hey, it’s not like I try to do that! You’re just mad that Foster can’t hide things from me.” “Pretty soon, she won’t be hiding anything from me, either.” “Yeah, and I can feel how not excited she is about that all the way over here.”
