I say something and Todd laughs. He thinks I’m hysterical. When he laughs, he does this noise. It's almost a cough, really. Like someone's quickly squished all the air out of him. It’s fast. It sounds like a cat making one swift attempt at removing a hairball. A small hairball. When he makes this sound, he smiles, and his eyes disappear into slits. He’s got the slits. That's where Seth got his. I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT IT. The laugh. The sound. The slits. The fact that he thinks I'm funny.
"What do you call that noise?"
"That noise you make when you laugh."
I attempt to do the noise. I give a hearty quick cough and a "hee."
He laughs, making the noise perfectly.
"There...that’s it. How would you describe that? I mean...in writing."
"You wouldn’t." He glares.
He glares more.
Smiling, I raise my eyebrows.
"Maybe I’ll just stop speaking to you altogether." he says, shaking his head.