Lawrence's polite smile fell from his face, and he eyed Cassidy over the edge of his glasses.
"I can fully assure you that I definitely do not want to talk to Clint." Truthfully, he didn't want to even be near Clint, let alone speak with him. And certainly not while he was in possession of a megaphone for goodness' sake.

While nothing hinted at it in his face, Lawrence was desperately hoping this conversation would continue, and he would not be forced to approach the football table.