" You have gifts that people can only dream of having. They make you special and utterly unique in a way that is as far from weird as you can get. You blew my mind when you were a girl. I loved coming here to see what you could do, whether it was solving difficult math puzzles, destroying your dad at chess, memorizing the entire Human section of The Guinness Book of World Records, or trying to beat me at video games."
She jolted up, her mouth curving in a grin. "Trying? Seriously? Was there a video game I didn't win?"
Cheer-up mission accomplished, but his ego was taking a beating. "Guitar Hero was never your strong suit."
"Don't even think about challenging me," Daisy warned. "I was a free-shredding machine."
He gave a dismissive shrug, baiting his trap. "You were young, so Sanjay and I let you win..."
She gave him a calculating stare and jumped to her feet. "The guitar is mine."
"The guitar is lame. Drums are where it's at." He picked up the mugs and plates. "Two songs and I'll call an Uber."
"What if we tie? It will have to be the best of three songs and I'll call an Uber."
"Are you sure you're up for it?" He watched the gentle sway of her hips as she climbed the stairs. "I don't want you to feel bad when I destroy you."
Daisy looked back over her shoulder and gave him a grin. "You are so going down in flames. "

― Sara Desai , The Dating Plan (Marriage Game, #2)