[Boyfriend. Boyfriend? Boyfriend. Doesn't sound right no matter what. Gaius is sure he's about two decades too old for that kind of thing. Then what? No idea. He gets into an argument with his driver and they end up loading the car with a bunch of Atom's girls - Christmas shopping needs to be done. Ignoring the excited girly chatter, he jabs at his phone. It only takes an hour to get the wording right. Thanks, Marco. Thanks so much.]