Fiona laughed full and clear at that, shaking her head. This kid was something else, and the more time she spent with him, the more she appreciated it.
"I can't with you, Max, I really can't." But really, she could. In fact, she was grinning ear to ear as she considered exactly what she could. Even so, she gave him another little pinch and winked at him as their cashier finished packing away the rest of the groceries in the perfect Trader Joe's style. Once she'd paid, she started walking toward the door, leaving him to push the cart.
"C'mon - it's already late, I wanna catch Sam before he starts fucking his girlfriend if we can." She paused. "Actually, maybe it's better if we get him after that. A cockblock is no way to start a conversation where you're gonna ask for a favor."