"Hey, not my fault that the prettiest girl in the room smiled at me," Johnny said. It was over the top and he knew it -- and he meant it. Kitty was, well. She was special. A female friend who provided the sensible balance that he needed in his life, and which had been Sue's job. But Kitty was better than a sister, obviously, and in so many ways. Only she maybe wasn't so sensible as Sue, and that was okay, because hell if Sue couldn't be boring at times.
But then Kitty turned up quiet, and Johnny found himself studying her. "Hey. Penny for your thoughts."