"Which is saying something, because your eyes are permanently attached to Cutie Pie's ass." Max said, with a little smirk as he placed a stack of now perfectly folded scarves into a box, moving to some of her intimates. "Oh, don't worry, you're too good looking not to look at." He winked at Jake. "I've been trying to get her to fold right for at least two years. Or at least organize. Girl can't keep anything in order."
"The girl is standing right here!" She huffed, putting her hands on her hips. "And I don't need to pack neatly. I'm going like just down the street. Not like I'm moving to like Venus!" She threw her arms up with a little shriek of exasperation. "This is NOT ABOUT OWEN!!"