Ignore him, you two. He's just jealous. I tell him he wouldn't have to be if he'd just get over the flying bit and take me to wiggle my toes in the warm Maui waves. And no way I'm waiting for Cary to come up with pontoons as after market.
Maybe I should drug him or just get him really, really drunk....
Nah, I'll never look that good in a swim suit.
Sue