“I see you’ve met Howie.” She switches gears, catching my hint. “Isn’t he adorable? If he didn’t have a girlfriend already, I would have totally shipped the two of you.” “I’m right here,” Howie says, though there is no bite to his words. “Yes, darling. I see that plain as the freckles on your handsome face. Promise if you ever break up with your leading lady, you’ll take mine on.” “Iris, I’m right here too.” She laughs, waving us both away.
