I lördags åkte jag, Ashley, Kyle, Patty & Wille, till deras lake house uppe i bergen. Under lunchen på en restaurang får Patty (min värdmamma) en superidé. Hon blev satans exalterad medan jag mest var förvirrad och inte riktigt så.......jippiyey över hela grejen...

P:(bryter på spanska): So Mika, do you want a boyfriend?
M: ..huh?
P: Yeah, do you want us to find you a boyfriend?
M: ...............eeh nah im good(??).......
P: Okay, so Mika, what boys do you like? Dark? Blond ones?
M: uhm..eeh I....I..(?!?!)
P: Okay Mika let's see, i guess you want a boyfriend who's...probably 18?
M: Patty, seriously.... you're so kind but I dont need a boyfriend. Thanks though.......(???)
P: I think you like guys with dark hair...tall?
M: Patty.........
P: Okay Mika, I'm gonna look around. We'll find you one.
M: .....
P: Don't worry.
M: ...........
W: Patty are you trying to hook her up? Hell no, she needs to focus on her studies.
M: Now THAT'S exactly what I'm gonna do!
P: Okay, Mika, don't listen to him. You need to have fun. FUN FUN FUN!
M: ....Why don't we all listen to Willie, he's smarter than he looks.
P: .........


Vid frukosten nästa dag (hemma i Mount Airy).

P: So Peter..do you have a friend who's 18?