“They’re called hormones.” I shoot him a dirty look. “I’m serious.” “Me too.” He cocks his head at me. “That’s like, biological and shit. Scientific. Maybe your lady bits are scientifically confused.” “My lady bits?” “Oh, I’m sorry”—Kenji pretends to look offended—“would you rather I use the proper anatomical terminology? Because your lady bits do not scare me—” “Yeah, no thanks.”
