"You're not as clever as you think you are." Stuart scoffs. He leans forward on his knees inside the conference room.

Of course, being at Google Headquarters, all the seating is flexible with one giant clear whiteboard in the center. The bright blue bean bag ruffles as he adjusts his position to sneer at you more clearly.

"The rest of the team is going to be here any second... and when they do, I'm going to expose you for the mole you are." He says, his eyes narrowed. He returns his gaze to his phone as you stare at him bewildered.

"Stuart, I'm not-" You start, furrowing your brows.

"Like hell you're not." He says, a sharp laugh leaving his lips. "Don't try to 'doe the deer' yourself out of this one."