If I accidentally set fire to my penthouse, is that considered a reckless indulgence?
Sienna
That depends. Have you engaged in any dangerous, unsuitable behaviors? Flaming shots? Fire dancers? Indoor fireworks?
I was making pretzel buns and the parchment paper caught fire in the oven.
Pretzel buns are only a level 1 indulgence. You’re fine.
Thank God. The pretzel buns aren’t fine, though.
Burned to a crisp?
Goners, yeah.
Should I send the fire brigade?
“Billionaire Trainwreck Nick Harwood Explodes Oven Making Buns”
Not scandalous enough. Try “Carb-Loaded Buns”
“Carb-Loaded, Butter-Soaked Buns”
“Carb-Loaded, Butter-Soaked Buns Filled with Drugs”
“They’ll Kill Your Loved Ones”
“The Sodium Content Is Off the Charts”
You win. That made me laugh.
Why do celebrity magazines care about the macros in my food so much?
Because you’re fit, and they want to make it look like you’re on a downward spiral.
That’s not very nice of them.
Flattered you noticed, though.
Sienna, Sunday, 12:41 PM
Having internet issues here. In case you didn’t get my email, our meeting tomorrow has been pushed until 8:45.
Nick
Fine. Can I bring a coffee?
Sure, there’s a café downstairs, or we have a coffee maker in our office kitchen.
Are you at the office right now?
Yes. Why?
It’s Sunday.
I’m working on a difficult client’s game plan.
Ten guesses who.