"Less obviously?" *** Eventually she calmed down and went limp. "Ugghh. Fine. I won't steal your bagels."
"Hm... can you give me an obviously on a scale of 1-10?" * * * "Uh uh, Anem. That line isn't going to work on me."
“5 is a cheating number. Everyone knows that.” *** “I wanted you to have a bagel too. But seeing as you are determined to not give me one, we are destined for misery.”
“That’s better. A little more committed.” *** He let her go after giving her a kiss on the cheek. “That was your only warning.”
She kissed the corner of his mouth as they approached the lights. “Happy medium... cute angel boy.” *** There was a small rustling. “Cinnamon raisin, blueberry or plain?”
She took his hand, her fingers thin. “You still seem cross.” *** “Wait one moment. I need to rehide them.”
