Bring sensible shoes. We’ll be doing a lot of walking.
I huff out a laugh. The man who can’t find his own shorts is offering me packing advice. Something he probably wouldn’t be doing if he hoped I’d cancel.
I head to the closet and snap a picture of my highest stiletto heels—the pair I wore once, because the blisters weren’t worth it.
Maura
Like these?
James
Those aren't shoes, those are torture devices.
Maura
I'll leave them here if you promise to pack the thongs.
James
Absolutely not.
Maura
Pretty please? You’re going to love the feeling of the wind on your butt.
James
If I did pack the thong, there would still be a secondary item of clothing separating the wind from my butt.
Maura
Not if you’re feeling spontaneous ;)
Greece seems like a great place to skinny dip.
James
I’m never skinny-dipping again. Once was enough.
Maura
WHEN DID YOU GO SKINNY-DIPPING???
James
On a need-to-know basis.
Maura
Well, I need to know!
James
Only Luke knows, and he swore he’d never tell.
Maura
I’ll get you to crack.
