Eleni raised both hands like she was under arrest.
"Okay, okay. First of all, Noah is sweet. Respectful. He listens to Taylor Swift, owns a rice cooker, and uses coasters without being told. He literally apologized to a chair last week for bumping into it."
Pause.
"Second, I'm sixteen. Not six. You don't own me. I'm allowed to look cute and like boys and wear lipstick!"
The brothers stared.
Then…
Matteo: "So you're dating."
Eleni: "No—I mean—well maybe?"
Enzo: "So I do need to clean my bat."
Eleni: "Enzo—no bats."
Leonardo: "Where does he live?"
Eleni: "You already know."
Lorenzo pulled out his phone. "Group chat. Operation: Noah."
"NO."
She leapt forward and snatched his phone out of his hand like a ninja. "If you scare him off, I will hack the cloud and release every baby photo of you in that duck costume."
Lorenzo looked shaken. "You wouldn't."
Eleni, deadpan: "Try me."