Isabel rummaged through the kitchen and came up with something that sort of resembled dinner, then she grabbed the remote and turned the TV to Iron Chef America. Bobby Flay, wild boar, and grilled watermelon? It looked interesting.
"Yeah, plus another day in sunglasses and you'd think I was going all Paris Hilton on you or something," she teased, although she was touched by his concern.
"No that's Britney. Or Lindsey. And wow, it's really embarrassing to admit that I actually sort of know what's up with them." She hid her face in her hands and shook her head. "I caught the tail end of Entertainment tonight earlier. That's it! It wasn't intentional."
"You're right," Isabel said slowly. "I suppose it's time I told you about my secret addiction to The Star and The Enquirer. I read them religiously every week."
Now it was Isabel's turn to give sympathetic pats. "Like you said, the first step is the hardest. Now that I've made it, hopefully I'm on the road to recovery."
"I appreciate it," she said sincerely. "And to show my appreciation, well, I've got some cookies from J,GoB in my room. Want me to go get them before the bad movie starts?"
The good thing about TK? It meant that when your hands were full of milk and cookies, it was still easy to pass the bag of cookies. "There's chocolate chip and sugar cookies in there. Hopefully that'll keep you from passing out from a lack of sugar."
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"Is this seat taken?" she asked, glancing at the spot on the couch next to Peter.
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