“Thanks so /very/ much, Xavier, now I have an earworm,” Summer says dryly. “That’s totally what I needed, a song that makes me think of Arthur.”
“I — Sorry. I was just thinking about To — somebody and remembered the song and, well , it’s a rough time and sorry — what’s happened, Summer?”
“Oh, nothing. I think that’s the problem, nothing’s happened. I don’t even — like, how do I even make him notice me, seriously?”
“I’m not sure, love.” He never really had that problem for some reason. Probably because Tony is a manipulative utter prat and… He was in deep shit. “Do you know things he likes to do?”
“Play video games. Forget it, I’ll … get over it.” She folds her arms and cocks her head at Xavier. “Who were /you/ thinking about?”