That's Debateable

I was right to say I thought Carnegie would help out. It took some convincing.
I pulled him aside almost the moment he walked through the door, "I need your help."
"With what?"
"Something huge."
"Is it dangerous?"
I thought for a moment, "yes."
"Then you'll have to prove to me that the status quo has significant harms."
"Huh?"
"But first, present the resolution for the round, and definitions."
It's worth noting that Jeremy is in an extracurricular activity known as "debate", and he's really freaky about it. Always using weird terminology and talking about stuff nobody cares about. In this case, the "resolution" means what we're talking about, or something like that. So after I convinced him that I needed his help to watch his back, and that the bad guys were going to cause lots of problems, and then presented proof that I wasn't lying (I just showed him my supercomputer), he, quote, "voted affirmative", whatever that means. He also decided that, in spite of the fact that he is older, I had more experience, so I should make the decisions (which I'm great at, of course (note the sarcasm))

So that took about four hours (yeah, apparently debates take really long). I already feel anxious. Whenever somebody slams a door or a floor creaks or somebody shouts out to me, I jump.