[Break freezes for a moment when Elliot guesses right. He has to decide whether to lie and risk getting caught later, possibly when its important, or telling the truth and admitting a weakness. He shifts the pile in his free arm, and keeps walking.]

[He plasters a too wide grin on his face, hoping that it will hide how admitting it bothers him.]

Yep. Have been for awhile. Hahaha.