"Miles," he said, following her to the register. "What's the rest of your name then, Lavender? Are you Lavender Lilac Violet Aubergine?" he teased right back. Even if she was a mental case who believed in divination which he did not believe in at all. Nope.
"No use for sports, but obviously a use for music. That's okay. We only train harder and everything." Miles just watched her. She obviously picked up on something and he was pretty much admitting it to her because he was obviously an idiot. "I don't love anyone," he said shortly, though he thought of Terry almost automatically and kind of hated himself for it.