Sellouts
“Oh hai, Nick. Fancy meeting you here in the ZPD breakroom. What are you up to?”
“Nothing much, Carrots. I’m just sitting here and reading my favorite book of all time, Legends of Heraldale.”
“Oh! Isn’t that the fantasy novel full of engaging characters and . . .” She frowned, glancing at her script. “And ‘fantastical prose of heart-quivering power and oceanic depths of intensity?’ Oh gosh, who wrote this . . .”
“You’re darn right,” said Nick, putting on the biggest smile he could muster as he turned to nowhere in particular. “That is a fitting description of this book I am currently reading, Legends of Heraldale! Which, if you were wondering, can be bought from your favorite online retailer!”
“Wasn’t wondering that at all!” said Judy, her smile wooden and impatient, “But thanks anyway!”
Bogo huffed from his table, not looking up from his copy of Estranged. “Sellouts.”