“So, how’d it happen?” “I Ghost-ed him,” I say. “That…doesn’t even make sense. Like, you played hard to get?” “No,” I say, laughing. “Like the movie, Ghost.” “Oh, my God,” Kipp breathes out in excitement. “You pottery-wooed him.” I laugh loudly. “See, I knew you’d get it.” “That’s brilliant, man. I’m happy for you.”
