“It’s my most useless skill.” “No way, that’s not useless. You’re going to have the best time playing Santa for your kids.” I snap my head up. Penny is still looking into the camera, but a blush has erupted over her face like wildfire. “I mean, your eventual kids,” she rambles. “If you even want kids. God, I mean . . . yeah.” “Hell yeah, I want kids.”
