Tap whatever sparks. I'll handle the planning, organization, and pretending it was all spontaneous.
Cheese, snacks, pizza, a bottle of something cold, and the whole sky turning pink.
Muddy hands, lopsided mugs, a memory you'll actually drink out of.
A few plates, a couple cocktails, and seeing where the night goes.
Kitchen passport, and let my dishwasher handle the dirty things.