“Super competitive? Yeah, that’s a Thing that she does,” Malcolm tells him. “I’m a little concerned about the… cavalierness, but… she’s always been very competitive.” He takes a breath and stops walking and looks at Neal. “One time when I was nine we were playing hide and seek and I couldn’t find her anywhere and then dinner time came and my parents called and called for her and she didn’t appear. They searched the house, the neighbourhood, the park. Finally, around midnight, my dad found her in the grandfather clock in the foyer. You know what she said to our absolutely frantic parents? ‘Malcolm couldn’t find me, so I win’.”