“If you want me to be flirty, then bring wine. If you want me to take off my top and dance on the table, then bring tequila. And if you want me to be happy, then bring mint chocolate chip ice cream—the green kind with big chocolate chunks in it.” My eyebrows hit my hairline. “This is a test, isn’t it?” “Choose wisely, Neighbor Man.” She winks. “See you at six.”
