"There weren't any onions in the custard," Lily pointed out. "And you do so. You just think you're too male to say so."
She wrinkled her nose again, then put her hands over her face. "Oh, God. I don't need to know that..." She really didn't want to try to imagine what two boys would do together. Ugh. What men and women did together wasn't entirely appealing either, really. What? People did that for fun? Thanks anyway...
"He's okay," she said after a moment, then poked the cookie box. "Open that, would you? I worked all morning. And if you think he's hot, that's all that matters, is what I said. Not that other people don't think so too. Just not me, so much. Which is good, because he's almost like family but not, sort of." She frowned. "Okay, that is weird."