My grandmother used to say that there's something truly intimate about sharing food with the people you love." [Stacey] "Intimate? Sharing food? People you love?" Amber raises an eyebrow. "Um, no offense, Stace, but it sounds like Gram was into food kink.

Stalking the girls' softball team again?

Aww, you know my verbal stingers are only poisoned with love

My thoughts amuse me.

Can you go cazy without knowing you're crazy?

In other words, my pot doesn't work?" "It doesn't have a pulse," he says. "I have a pulse." Kimmie offers her wrist. "Wanna check?

People are so stupid. They think they've got the whole puzzle figured out, but they're really so far off.