She snorted at his offer. “You’re totally my enabler, you know that? You and that nerdy sister.” The possibilities were endless for a prank involving stink bombs (or something similar). Luke was naturally the first person to come to mind, but then she laughed again when O’Brien’s name popped into her head. “Well that right there sounds like the best prank to pull on someone like O’Brien, who wouldn’t be able to see that it was a stink bomb and would probably think the smell was coming from whoever he was in the room with.”
“Like an explosion of bitching. A bitchsplosion.” Maddie nodded. She had a lot of those, as everyone who knew anything about her was aware. What people at Sing Sing didn’t realize was that she hadn’t been nearly as much of a complainer back in the government safehouses. It probably would’ve made more sense that she’d complained more then, but she’d had more people to talk to in the city.
“Let’s hope so. It’s weird when we’re out of joke sync.” Part of the reason she liked hanging out with him was because they seemed to be on the same wavelength, as far as jokes and stuff went.
Maddie made a face when he called her bluff. “It’s so annoying when you have the upper hand. You’re just lucky that you’re slightly more interesting than a trampoline right now.”
“Or in a room full of old people.” Which pretty much gave away the fact that she knew how to play that game. Maddie raised her eyebrows, still feigning innocence. “Or so I imagine, of course. That it’d be funny. Penis.” She glanced away from him, twisting her lips to try and hide a smile.