TM:It was only a matter of time.Congratulations, Em. Can I call you Em?
GS:As long as I don’t call you mine, right, Drew?
DM:You could try. But then this interview would be over before it got started.
GS: Still as possessive as ever. I heard you grumbling over the photoshoot earlier.
DM: All your photographers are pervs, Emily.
TM:Saltier than a fresh bag of fries. Um, didn’t Emily try to hit on you during your first interview?
GS:What can I say? I have a thing for adrenaline junkies. Besides, I never stood a chance against you, Trent.
DM:Well, that’s true.But I’m glad you found your happily-ever-after, Em. I bet you keep your husband on his toes.
GS:Thank you, andof courseI do. But this interview isn’t about me. It’s about you.
DM:Nosy as ever.
GS:Yes, and I’ve managed to make it into a paying career.
GS:I think I’ll start with something everyone in the room is wondering. How is it you’ve managed to look even better with age, Trent? What is your anti-aging secret?
TM:I don’t have any anti-aging secrets because I’m all for aging. I want all the time I can get with my family. Maybe I look good because I’m happy.Because I get to live life with Drew.
DM:Not even five minutes in and you’re making me blush, frat boy.
TM:I like it when you blush.
GS:I should have known you wouldn’t just recommend a moisturizer.
TM: I’ll have my sister send over a list of skin care recommendations. I just use what she tells me to use.
DM: Moisturizer won’t make you look like Trent. His beauty isn’t skin-deep.
TM:I’m not beautiful.
GS:Should we take a poll? Let our readers weigh in?
TM:Please, no.
DM:Emily, you know better than to suggest a poll telling the world how hot my husband is. Next question.
GS:Who does what chore at home?
TM:I make Drew’s coffee.
DM:No one makes coffee like T.
DM:I feed the dog.
