"Oh!" Brice exclaimed, stabbing the milkshake with his spoon so he could have a free hand to slap Warren on the chest with the back of his hand, that was how brilliant Brice thought his own idea was.

"Underground banned book club. Oh man, you would totally rock that. You'd have a waiting list! You gotta do it, tell me you'll do it? Or, tell me you'll at least think about doing it when you're doing the professor thing. And like, indie stories, local authors, poetry slams, timed haiku competitions!"

The ideas just wouldn't stop but Brice settled back down, grinning, pleased with himself.