"Yeah, that'd be awesome. You can show me all the symbolic color changes that kind of thing, because I would definitely miss them on my own. And wouldn't know what to look for." Josh added, slightly embarrassed by his own ignorance on the entire subject of studying film. Not that there wasn't a lot to look at, but Josh wouldn't even know what was significant and what wasn't, considering he worked with physical things that looked noticeably different when they weren't working right. Like bodily organs. And car parts. It was easy to tell when one of them was significant to the problem, because they probably didn't look like they were supposed to.
Josh bit his lip in concentration, trying very hard to remove his thumb from under Nora's hold. "Well, I mean, would I be from a Mexican family if I didn't? But yeah. I wasn't like, center-forward good, but I did okay. Mostly mid-field, sometimes left forward." He grinned at Nora's admission, and took the moment she started talking about her own sports history to try and take the lead. "You? You played lacrosse? The aggression, I can see, but the rest of it just doesn't fit you at all."
He glanced up from the game for just a second before returning his gaze to their hands. "I think you'd be good at tennis, though," he offered, thinking of how Nora had managed to carry all those heavy trays through the diner. Josh would bet that Nora could have a really strong backhand, with all that arm muscle.