"Since you make me wear these microscopic shorts at work. Pig." She raised an eyebrow as he coveted his harvest. "I want one of your already picked ones. It's not as tasty if I have to work for it." Serena gave him a fat lipped pout.
"Well, to be quite honest, I had the most interesting dream last night with both Michael and George. We were a superhero team. That aside, I'm referring to 'daydreaming' and a certain er ... well, I'd say man, but I'm not quite sure he fits the standard-" Serena sent a teasing grin toward Fred who she had already complained to about the situation. It wasn't her fault that she had high standards for her best friend!