Magnolia: That's noble of you.
Mr. Nine: I'm walking into a meeting but you can believe we're not finished with this topic.
"Oh, look,"Andy cooed. "He gets fired up when you're bratty."
"I'm not bratty," I murmured. "I simply believe coffee is the safer route than a full dinner date setup."
She dropped her chin onto her fist, asking, "Because you don't like having sex on a full stomach? I mean, I get it, but just order a salad."
"Right," I said, nodding. "Because food babies and fuck buddies don't mix."
Chapter Nine
Mr. Nine: What do you like?
Magnolia: …in terms of what? Are we talking about autumn strolls through pumpkin patches or some light choking during sex?
Mr. Nine: Yes.
Magnolia: That's not an answer.
Mr. Nine: I was asking about food because I still object to this coffee shop plan of yours.
Mr. Nine: But I'll entertain any discussion of your interests.
Magnolia: I rather enjoy pumpkin patches.
Mr. Nine: And light choking?
Magnolia: Let's focus on the pumpkin patches.
Mr. Nine: Hayrides, fresh apple cider, hot cinnamon and sugar donuts?
Magnolia: Add in the World Series and some football and you have my love language right there.
Mr. Nine: Noted.
* * *
Mr. Nine: Coffee or tea?
Magnolia: Coffee. You?
Mr. Nine: Same.
Mr. Nine: Sandwich or salad?
Magnolia: Sandwich. Always. I'm willing to bet you're also a sandwicher.
Mr. Nine: Excuse me while I eliminate Sweet Green and Cava from my list of lunch ideas.
Magnolia: Are you saying you'd take a salad over a sandwich? Really?
Mr. Nine: It depends on the salads and sandwiches.
Mr. Nine: I had a sandwich at a little shop on Nantucket about 5 years ago. I haven't stopped thinking about it since.
Magnolia: That's not the first time I've heard that about sandwiches on Nantucket.
