I looked down and my forehead wrinkled. “A banana?” “I stole it from my sister’s kitchen. She didn’t have any oranges. I’m more creative with those.” I was confused until I realized he’d written on it. Your television debut is very appealing. Hudson shrugged. “Get it? A-peel-ing. Go easy on me—I didn’t have very long to come up with something and still follow you out here.”
