"Wait, wait," Sam pleaded, tugging her back. "Can we not talk about Kristy...?"
He kissed her for another moment, before he stopped and nodded his head. "Well, to answer your, uh, earlier question," he said, "Yeah. She did. I'm pretty pissed ... but I guess I can't be too pissed off, because her plan worked ..."
"Dammit, she wanted us to get back together, and be so caught up in each other that we forgot about what she said," Sam said, narrowing his eyes and shaking his head. "She really freaked me out!"