Clint went over to the courts one afternoon before practice in the hope of seeing his room-mate perform.

But Amy was dashing around with a score-sheet in hand and the matches in progress were not exciting.
"Who's going to win ?" asked Clint when Amy had subsided long enough to be spoken to.

"Or, rather, who's going to get second place ?" "Second place?
Why second place ?" asked Amy suspiciously.
"Just wondered.

Of course, as you're running the thing you'll naturally get first place, Amy.

I was curious to know who you'd decided on for second man." Amy laughed.