Now she's trying to get me to go to Wincon but I shall remain firm. There shall be no white flag of surrender. That aside, I'm glad that we had flow going (*wink wink* Erica), we hung out until like 1:30 AM so it would've been really bad if we were all...
"So, about them yankees."
But it wasn't like that and now she's meeting us for lunch. Which is a very good thing because apparently she never eats lunch. Don't make me mother hen you, young lady!