I give it a careless look. “I’ll have a burger and a chocolate milkshake if they can make one.” He shakes his head smilingly. “What?” I ask. “You’re such a child.” “No, I’m all man,” I tell him seriously. “I know this because I pay a gas bill.” “I must be Peter Pan then in this equation,” he says wryly. “Because I’ve never paid one of those in my life.” “You’re more like Nana,” I tell him. “Looking after people so well.” He shakes his head. “You just compared me to a dog, Levi. Don’t ever rely on your charm to pick up men. Work on your tactics instead.”
