" He looks at me, the circle, then me again. “It’s really you, right? I didn’t create some simulacrum that was inhabited by a demon? Prove it’s you. Say something only Spencer would say.”
“Like what?”
“Say something annoying.”
I think about it. “Well, you claim to be British, there’s really only one thing I can think of.”
“That being?”
I lean in close, my lips gently brushing his ear. “Soccer.”
He shoves me away. “Fuck. You. It’s foot… Yeah, it’s you. "

― Vaughn R. Demont , Community Service (Broken Mirrors, #3)