"Definitely," he answered, taking a sip of the drink and hiding his disappointment that there was nothing even resembling alcohol in it. "On the cover of all the magazines."
"I've told you before, Gabby," said Henry, wagging a finger at her, "you don't need to repay me with anything but being my friend. But if there's anything you ever want to give me, I won't say no," he added, laughing.
"First, I think you should show me your bedroom... specifically, your closet."