[Sorry Malcolm - Eiffel is listening, but he's also trying to process what a massive fuck-up he's been towards Malcolm over all this.]

Hey, I was the high-school screw-up too, you know? [But it's soft, solidarity rather than scalding.] I moved to Houston when I was fourteen and nobody liked me, nobody got me - I've been this? My whole life. And it turns out no one likes the guy whose whole personality is just dumb pop culture references.

[Was that the right thing to say? Evil nepobaby sure fucking wasn't.

But if there's one thing Eiffel is good at, especially these days, it's eating his humble pie.]

...I'm sorry, Bright. For being an asshole and for not coming by to apologise earlier when Neal was trying to call me out on it.