Andie clapped her hands together. Let it never be said that Dylan didn’t have a good idea or two on occasion. But not as often as her, of course, because she was the smarter one. You just had to ask her to hear that fact. “Pizza, yes! Epic plan.” And it was. Pizza was the best suggestion she’d heard since she agreed to come on this trip.
She rolled her eyes and gave him a little shove. “I don’t know, Dylan,” she sighed, shaking her head. “You are a pain in the ass. We just might have to throw you overboard.”