‘Say you’re shacked up with this guy.’ Her mood lifted instantly. ‘I am shacked up with a guy,’ she said, proudly. ‘Peabody.’ ‘Yeah, yeah, this is a hypothetical.’ She sulked a little more as Eve plowed through a yellow light. ‘Is he really cute and sexy, and does he bring me cookies and let me eat the last one to show his love and devotion?’ ‘Whatever. So you and this guy call it off.’ ‘Aw. I don’t like this part.’ ‘Who does?’ ‘Was it because I ate all those cookies and my ass got fat?’ ‘Peabody!’
