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“I’m fine with that.” Danica gave her a sympathetic smile.
“At least their pizzas won’t kill you.”
“Hey!” Quinn protested, but she smiled back at Danica’s
grin.
“I don’t need my stomach to actually function properly
ever again, so I guess I’m in. I’m already outvoted anyway.”
“I could order you something different,” Quinn said, trying
to be nice.
“No, no,” Billy stated. “That’s fine. I’m down for instant
death.”
“Oh my lord. You’re so dramatic,” Danica snorted.
“Really. I could get you something from anywhere.”
“Nope. Death is good.” Billy shifted and produced his
wallet. “My treat.” There was a small chance that maybe he
didn’t hate Quinn’s favorite place that much. He’d never liked
meatballs or pasta of any kind and that happened to be her
favorite, but he was always down for pizza. And their pizza
was pretty good.
Danica grabbed her purse and pulled out a twenty. “Yeah.
Mine too. You’re right. You basically have to do the world’s
worst job. I’d rather clean up a sewage pipe with my tongue
than sign in the same room as her.”
“No you wouldn’t.”
“Indeed I would.”
“Okay, okay.” Quinn walked by and took the twenty from
Billy and the other one from Danica. “Try not to kill each
other while I’m ordering. And for the love of sweet Pete,
please don’t lick any sewer pipes. That is not sanitary.”
Chapter 5
Dallas
