“Any tree you want, Sunshine.” “Do I even want to know whose house—oh God, please don’t tell me this is Sully’s new lake lot. We’re not stealing a tree, are we?” I glance around the property and mutter under my breath, “Not the whole tree, just the part that sticks out of the ground—” “Cam! That’s his landscaping!” “Jordan! That’s why it’s funny!” I say, imitating her.
