It’s like no matter how much you’re freaking out, the instinct to not let any water in is so strong that you won’t open your mouth until you feel like your head’s exploding. Then when you finally do let it in, that’s when it stops hurting. It’s not scary anymore, it’s… it’s actually kind of peaceful.
He’s very funny. He accuses me of dressing like a little boy. I’d wear all of his clothes if I could. When I show up to do dinner wearing a dress, he’s like, "Oh my gosh, you look like a lady!"
All that time you spent with her to get to me, you can’t tell me that you didn’t get to know her, and like her. It’s Allison. It’s impossible not to like her. You can’t tell me that you don’t care if she gets hurt.