“The Doritos are acceptable.” She walks to the refrigerated section. “The soda pick is what will make you or break you, Seb. You’re already on thin ice with the Raisinets, so choose wisely.” “Oh, it’s Dr. Pepper. No contest.” Her mouth drops open. “Can I revoke our relationship on the basis of irreconcilable differences?” I reach around her to add a bottle of Dr. Pepper to the basket. “No take backs. That’s not how it works.”
