Given my fear of competition- the fear of winning, possibly displacing someone, giving others reason to resent me- it's awesome that Prophet can't hide her contempt at my non-competitive inclinations.
"I love playing," she assures me.
"Because I love winning." The words slide like raspberry jello from her tongue. "Don't you love winning, too?"
"Well, Prophet, it's complicated."
"Nope it's not. Winning is awesome." She looks convinced.
What else can I say except- "That's one way to look at it."