And even if we did, which we didn't, it's none of your business."
"Okay."
"I just wanted you to know."
"Okay."
"If you say okay one more time, I'm going to punch you in the solar plexus."
His eyebrows jump. "The solar plexus, huh?"
"Yes," I say. "I'm not exactly sure where that is, but I will find out. And then I will punch you there. Hard.
