"Yep!" Bobby said between bites, plenty happy to let Pete squirm at the end of that comment spear as long as he wanted to. The pizza was good and the soda was good. There was no sense in egging him on, of course, but Bobby couldn't help himself. The most eligible bachelor meats, arguably, the hottest girl in the school and they fall in love after years of tense touching? Yes, Bobby was going to enjoy it.
"We met for....pie," he enunciated, licking his lips to get the pizza sauce off his mouth. All his talk may end up with him getting strangled, but it was time to put it all to rest. "Oh, the usual. Nail polish and hair whatsits and the fact that....no, nevermind," Bobby smirked, aware of what he was alluding.