Summary:

“It makes sense for you to go to Ottawa,” Cliff said slowly. “Because it’ll be a lot closer to Shane Hollander.” This time, Ilya did drop his beer. “Fuck.” Ilya moved to clean it up, Cliff ’s words bouncing around in his head. “Sorry, the bottle was damp, my fingers slipped, I-” “Hey, it’s okay, man,” Cliff said, bending down to help him. “The bottle and…the other thing.” “The other thing.” Ilya gulped. “Yeah. Look, I’m sorry, man, I didn’t mean to spring it on you like that, but I know, Roz. Shane is your Montreal girl. Your Jane, right?” or Ilya tells Cliff that he is not re-signing with Boston, only to find out that Cliff has known about him and Shane basically the entire time.