"She really did go with the name 'Amy,' huh?" Olivia mused aloud. "But maybe it's because that's the name you remember her by, so she just stuck with it."
Oliver shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't know and don't want to know." He sighed heavily. "But anyway, what did Katherine, Amy, or whatever name she wants to go with that tell you about me?"
***
When Olivia was done relaying what she had heard from Kat, Oliver didn't look offended.
He looked pretty impressed.
"That's one hell of an elaborate story," He said, rubbing his chin. "I honestly wouldn't blame you if you believed her."
"That's why I'm asking for your side, Oliver," Olivia spoke earnestly. "I want to hear the truth coming from your own mouth."
"Well, I do admit that I'm an attractive, rich, popular white boy," Oliver smirked, causing Olivia to roll her eyes. "But I don't use my... What do you call it?
"Sob story?" Olivia supplied.
