"Of course. It's my favourite football," he grinned. "from my favourite girl."
She sat down on the bench beside him, shoving his shoulder with hers. "Because it boosts your ego?"
"The best quarterback of all time doesn't need his ego boosted," he teased, as he gently shoved her shoulder in return. Marley scoffed. "Best quarterback of all time? Says who."
"You. I'm your favourite."
"That doesn't mean you're actually the best of all time."