It doesn't sound like a question, but it will require an answer.
"This," she says, "is the best solo in the whole song."
"Totally," I agree. It's not that I don't have an opinion. It's just that I don't care.
But I have overplayed my enthusiasm. Now I will be called on it.
At 14, the girl still believes in things like taking a stand. But especially, in forcing someone else to take a stand.
Someone like me, someone like me, someone like me... "We're not getting out of the car until you decide," she says.
"I wasn't listening that carefully," I say, practically inviting her to start the song over just as we are pulling into the driveway.
She starts the song over just as we are pulling into the driveway.
I weigh the effort of resistance against the inevitable. I can argue, I can dissemble, I can stall. But I will have an opinion. It's just a matter of time. And she has all the time in the world.
No one is getting out of the car until we have reached a verdict: Which One Direction member turns in the best solo in the group's cover of Use Somebody?
Harry sings. He's been roaming around, looking down and he could use somebody.
Louis adds his thoughts: He could also use somebody.
Then Niall sings something and it's almost over.
I'm ready now, I'm ready now...
"Harry," I say.
"Really?" she says. Insincerity is grounds for a do-over, so I will need to defend my choice.
"I like the way his voice rises on "use." I say. Please, god, let it be enough.
The correct answer, it turns out, is Niall, but she will also accept Harry because he is the cutest.
I have to agree. No, really. I have to.