"That's what Mr. Creed said was suppose to happen, but the jar I had him in got tipped over one night, he got away." She knew the theory behind frog evolution! She did!

And she approved of the whole sipping thing. Approved a lot. It kept her from actually having to come over there and take the damn bottle.

And she would have to.

"Yeah, I think you're right. I hope he meets someone nice on his vacation and has a horrid, romantic fling."