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"I gotta hand it to you, kid, that was some impressive stuff," said McCown.
"Thanks, but really it's all thanks to you," replied Darnold. "You helped me out so much, I couldn't have done it without you!"
"We're in this together, Sam. Don't forget that."
Darnold looked nervous, all of a sudden. He gulped.
"Josh, I've been meaning to tell you something... I don't exactly know how to put this..."
McCown smiled. "Don't worry, I know. You've been seeing my daughter."
Darnold looked shocked. "How... wait, did she tell you?"
"No, but I could see the twinkle in your eye when you first met her. And she always gets a little distracted when I mention you at the dinner table, gazing in the distance."