Max scrubbed his fingers through his hair and shrugged. "Not really." He sipped at his coffee, wondering if it was too early to ask for a refill. "But it's good that you're focusing on a girl the right age and that she's been on your mind. Means good things."
He glanced at his phone as his mother had been texting him non stop about Lizzie's frequent arguments with her father over this art thing.
"Hopefully this Natalie will hold your attention. I'm not in the mood to be stalked by another one of your exes."