There was a low whistle from the doorway. "How much of a devil's bargain did you have to make with Talia?"

I pointed at the stretched-out, tattered sweatpants with Dalhousie University Schulich School of Law embroidered on them that were a hand-me-down from Priya's brother and a sweater that looked like it had formerly done duty for a chimney sweep. "Why are you wearing the latest in Dickensian urchin-wear? Oh, geez. Don't tell me you broke up with Kai and you're actually upset ...