I straightened, a little nonplussed. It wasn’t like Carter to so quickly back down, much less apologize. “That’s… fine, Carter. All of our stress levels have been a little on the high side lately.” “Not mine. I’m cool as an artichoke,” Perry said. I gave him a sidelong look. “Don’t you mean cucumber?” “Cucumbers are always hogging the cool spotlight. I thought I’d give another vegetable some time to shine.” “Are artichokes actually even cool?” “They are if they’re refrigerated.”
