“Uh-oh.”
“Sometimes the poking was inappropriate.”
“You know how you could really help me? Pour me a glass of wine, put on some Etta James, and close the door on your way out.”
“I’m sorry to hear that, hon. My day was once again completely and utterly fantastic.”
“I’m dying for spaghetti and meatballs but veal osso buco will look much better on Facebook.”
“I guess someone bought it.”
