Steph picks up her cell and hops onto the counter. “Well River and I don’t, so I guess you’ll be eating a salad while we indulge in greasy, cheesy goodness. Won’t we, River?” Mason frowns at his girlfriend. “You’re an evil, evil woman.” Steph blows him an air kiss. “But you can’t get enough of me. If you’re a good boy when the pizza arrives, I’ll breathe near you so you can get a good whiff of all those yummy carbs.” She turns to me. “Aren’t you glad we’re not actresses? All those body restrictions and diets would kill us.”
