He grinned at her, suppressing another laugh, "Showmen?" Well, maybe that was true. He had a streak of stupid, and sometimes reckless, things to amuse his friends and himself. Justin recalled the time at the reservoir in Campton, when he jumped off of the ledge and into the water; it had to be a good thirty foot drop. Which, explained the broken leg. It was a monumentally dumb moment on his part, and he learned that lesson well enough.
"Thanks, I think," Unique was good right? Though, most people wanted to fit in. To blend in with the crowd; not that he could do that any more. The qualms about peer pressure had plagued him, but it does to everyone who wants to fit in with their friends. It happens. "And I'm glad I passed. Or I'd seriously have to rethink my taste, or wallow in my misfortune of bad taste."