Page 59 of Tangled

I snicker and then sit up tall. “That’s easy.Friends, hands down.”

He nods and then takes a sip of his wine. “Okay… elaborate please.”

“I think something can be said that it’s still one of the most iconic TV shows of all time. Even the younger generations are discovering it now on Netflix and eating it up, just as everyone else did when it was on air. The characters are relatable and hilarious, and no matter what kind of day I’ve had, I know I can put on an episode ofFriends, and my mood will instantly improve.”

“Could youbeany more right?” Kane attempts an impression of Chandler, and I struggle not to choke on my bread I just took a bite of.

“I take it you’re aFriendsfan too then?”

“Oh, yeah. Although, I will admit that for me, I was obsessed with WWE Smackdown when I was a kid, and I still will watch it if I’m flipping through channels and see that it’s on.”

“Oh, my God! That’s… that’s horrible!”

“Hey, don’t knock it ‘til you’ve watched it. It’s highly entertaining,” he challenges, reaching for his wine again.

I shake my head, imagining a boy version of Kane sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the TV, cheering on his favorite wrestler.

“Alright. Next question…” I urge him to continue, just as our food arrives. The waitress tops our pasta with freshly grated parmesan cheese and asks us if we need anything else before she leaves. Kane offers me a bite of his veal parmesan and I reciprocate with a bite of my mushroom ravioli.

“This is the best idea ever,” I mumble around a mouthful of food as I bask in the taste of eating at Cristino’s again. I feel like every town has their own staple restaurant whose food you crave because you grew up with it. And if you ever go without it, you appreciate it so much more on that next taste.

Well, I’m drowning in the Italian goodness right now.

“You ready?” Kane teases as I turn to face him again, completely unaware of how long I’ve been stuffing my face.

“Yup.”

“Okay. I have a few would you rather questions.”

“Oh, fun!”

“Alright. Would you rather live full time in an RV or full time on a sailboat?”

“RV. I get sea sick.”

Kane tilts his head at me in remorse. “That sucks. I’d pick the sailboat.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I love the ocean. We used to take a trip to the coast with my grandparents every summer and go out on a boat. It was one of the best feelings having the salty air hit your nose and feeling as if you could fall off the edge of the Earth.”

“Huh. I like that. Did you channel your inner Jack Dawson and scream off the bow of the boat?”

Kane shakes his head and then looks away bashfully. “Maybe…”

I snort. “Yes! I love it! Okay, what’s next?”

Kane looks back down at his phone. “Would you rather have an incredibly fast car or incredibly fast internet?”

“I’m ashamed to say, probably the internet. I’m an internet junkie. It’s amazing how you can be online researching something, and suddenly you're stalking people on social media or watching cat videos on YouTube.”

Kane laughs. “Yeah, it can definitely suck you in. And this may not surprise you, but I would pick the car.”

“Shocker,” I say sarcastically as Kane smiles wide.

“I love going fast. Even when I take my bike out, I like to press my luck sometimes to see how fast I can go.”

“You have a motorcycle?”

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