He landed in the water, surfaced, and looked directly into the sun. "Not the bees," he muttered with a wink to no one. "Definitely not the bees."
"Being me is a full-time job, Richard," Nick whispered, his eyes widening in that specific way that suggested he might either weep or hijack a plane. "It’s an Olympic sport. It's a high-wire act over a volcano of cinematic history!"
"Just... the weight, Javi," Nick said, leaning into the absurdity. "The unbearable weight... of all this talent ."
