“Needless to say, the tea was thrown out and we haven’t really let Vince mess around with advanced appliances since,” Nick concluded. “Too bad. Most girls dig a man who can cook,” Violet pointed out. “Lord knows I do,” Stella agreed. “I hate that domestic shit, I want to come home and have my meal hot and waiting for me. Maybe with a nice martini on the side.” “So you want to be a man in the fifties, in a sitcom?” Nick asked. “Pretty much.” Nick turned the idea over in his head a few times. “You know what? I can actually see the appeal there.”
