Topher was just lucky Peter wasn't that interested in delving into it. And how willing was he to keep pretending he cared?

...Quite a lot, as it turned out, as long as it meant hanging around with someone who wasn't going to compare him to his brother every other three words and maybe appreciated his awesomeness.

"Completely," he said. "So how about we grab some snack food from the brunch and poke at some of your robots for a while?"

Not a date, Topher. More of a 'I'm miserable and you're miserable so let's go somewhere where you can be miserable while praising my awesome' party.