"Are you actually going to document this entire trip on your Twitter feed?" asked Darcy, narrowing his eyes at his sister.
"Um, yeah. I am." She stared down at her phone, suddenly very interested in what one of her followers had said and refusing to meet her brother's stare.
Lizzie was looking out toward Treasure Island paying little attention to the sudden shift between the siblings.
"You've never documented an outing before this. Not your trip to Aspen or day trips with Fitz. Nothing about your time at school."
She could feel his intense stare. It was that weird father stare he had adopted at the ripe age of 16. She had to be strong for everyone and not give even an inch. This was for the good of her brother's happiness.
"Come on you should be happy! I'm embracing new media and documenting the world and all that."
"Yes, but the world is a little bigger than a weekend walk around San Francisco."
She sighed.
"Aren't you always in meetings about Twitter and crowd-sourcing photos? I'm taking a real interest in Pemberley Digital!"
Darcy slowed down a little. Shit. She had taken it too far. He knew she had never paid attention to the new business side of PD. It was about as absurd as asking Lizzie for help on her math.
"What are you—"
Lizzie cut in.
"Oh yeah, that Twitter thing. Has PD picked a photo platform to use? I know that Instagram photos not embedding on Twitter changed the approach."
As much as Darcy wanted to continue to grill his sister, it was still a rare occurrence for Lizzie to address him directly. He could see Gigi's shoulder relax a little. She should know better than to think he was going to let this go at that.
