“What about her?” “Bitter and bisexual,” Adriana answered blandly, taking a sip of wine from her seat beside me at the island. “How can you tell she’s bisexual?” I asked. “She’s checked out Gianna’s boobs and Benito.” I paused. “Well, her boobs are kind of distracting.” My sister tilted her head, regarding Gianna’s breasts. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
