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All of my interest evaporates when he knocks on my door and the first thing he says is “Grab your running shoes.”
“Decline.”

I love seeing this side of Vance, but it does make me think. “Can I ask you something?”
“If it’s why we’re not sleeping together yet, I’m going to go with no. You can’t ask me.”
“It’s not exactly that, but I’m curious. Before, you know, when our roles weren’t doing this Freaky Friday thing where you’re the bumbling idiot, and I somehow have game—”
“What is your point?”

“I was watching you out there. You weren’t skating like you normally do.”
“You, uh …” His lips twitch. “Watch? Me?”
“It’s my job.”
“Oh, yeah, totally, that’s obviously what I mean.”
How the hell does this guy get through press conferences?