Mrs. Fehr actually has a really nice ring to it, and speaking of rings... I wanna know where mine is No, I'm kidding - yeah, see, not quite ready to step into the world of delusion just yet Although it is tempting But there is that tiny shred of worry that he'll show up, so I don't want him thinking I'm a total headcase

13 inches...

No, but think about it this way... I turn delusional, right? Well, you know me and certain things, I tend to broadcast them all over the board without really meaning to, and then... yeah, you get the idea - so therefore, I'd like to maintain temporary sanity if and when he does show up - in which case I will pretend I am not obsessed with his entire existence

I know, right? Because I was imagining this scenario with actually meeting him, and I just know I'd say really stupid things like how godly he is and what-not, thus leading to the passing out part, and so... yeah, I think the best thing to do would definitely be going into hiding

Yeah, and he'd be like "Really?! Wow! Who would have thought? Thanks for telling me!"
Sorry. But it'd be funny...

See, I'm just the opposite - his smart-ass comments would definitely just make me want him more! I know, I'm just a hopeless girl in love, please smack me

THEY SAID NAKED ON THE RADIO!

... or kiss senseless, right? But seriously, it's like I can't find anything wrong with the man. Is that bad?

Oh, come on, like you could ever hit Bren... you'd be too busy drooling and fainting at his feet

If you ever tried to hit him in my presence, I'd knock you on your ass

No, I don't! I love you both! It's just that, well, you know... it's Bren! Besides, if he ever did something to you that was uncalled for, which I doubt but anyway, I'd yell at him for you Then kiss him, but that's not the point.



Dude, you're IT - don't you know that?

I didn't mean it that way. I meant that you are my VIP - two peas in a pod, remember?

Do you want a kiss after too?