“Uh, besides all of that, breaking a leg is not the way to get the girl,” Kelsey says. “God, you guys are such idiots.” “Breaking my leg is the best idea so far. What else should I do? Oh!” I snap my fingers. “I can tell her I got food poisoning from the Bloody Mary.” “The fuck you will,” JP says. “Don’t fucking taint me for your own benefit.” “That’s the only thing I had that she didn’t, and food poisoning will drag her away from Brian.” “Uh-huh, and how do you suppose you throw up in front of her?” JP asks. I glance around the kitchen. “Have any raw chicken?”
