Neal takes the apple, pleased that his smile doesn’t dip at all when Malcolm mentions Will. It helps that he also mentions Will’s dogs, and the image of Malcolm playing with them as a wolf is unspeakably cute.

He shouldn’t be hurt that Malcolm told Will first. He has no right or reason to be hurt. Of course Malcolm told Will first. It’s fine.

One of the unintentional results of all of this, Neal doesn’t realize, is how much better of a liar he’s getting to be in a very short span of time.

“I hope I get to see your… wolf, at some point, which sounds like innuendo.”