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Janie: Benedict Clark.
Benedict: Janelle Clark.
Janie: One: not changing my name. Two: Why is there a crap ton of fresh sushi from Yiko’s in our fridge?!
Benedict: Three: I fear you must or it’ll become a whole thing. Four: Because you love sushi and Yiko’s is the best in New York.
Janie: …
Benedict: I’d like to propose that Thursday be changed to Sushi day.
Janie: No.
Benedict: Give me one actual good reason as to why not?
Janie: It’s wasteful
Benedict: You won’t eat it all?
Janie: I will, but how did you get it here? Delivery from the city? That’s an hour and a half away! Too much of a carbon footprint for a weekly meal!
Benedict: The delivery service uses an electric car, I checked.
Janie: No you didn’t.
Benedict: No, I didn’t, but I will. What if it’s delivered by drone? What if I have to come back on Thursdays anyway, and I bring it with me?
Janie: Why are you fixating on this?
Benedict: Because two sandwich days in a row makes me sad.
Benedict: And Sushi makes you happy
Janie: It actually does.
Benedict: I remember from Vegas. Bloody hell. In fact, I’d like you to take a video when you take your first bite, please
Janie: I’m not doing that.
Benedict: Probably for the best. Still haven’t started kickboxing…
Janie: I didn’t moan that loud!
Benedict: Every straight man on the whole Vegas strip got a stiffy at that sound that night.
Janie: BYE
Benedict: See you tomorrow, darling!
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“He really loves these?” Harper blushes as she hands me a half dozen pumpkin cheesecake cupcakes.
“He has mentioned them four times since we had them,” I smirk back at her and add, “and for good reason. They’re insane, Harp.”
“And you noticed how many times he mentioned them and are taking some to New York for him, what a thoughtful wife,” she says softly.
