“The zipper on my crotch is an air vent. I need some way to cool down my hot coffee.”

“Do you find it erotic how my pants bulge in the crotch, where I keep my coffee cup?”

“I like my coffee hot and strong. Like I like my women: hot and strong...with a spoon in them.”

“I like that hot air balloon.' I pointed to the ceiling where an antique looking wooden hot air balloon hung.'Yeah, I like it too. Partly because it's cool looking, but also partly because of the irony. It weighs a ton. In this office, anything can fly. No matter what is weighing it down. Even wooden balloons. Cool, huh?”

“When the zipper snaps open, Ben pauses, his breath hot in my ear. "Janelle Tenner," he whispers. "I fucking love you.”

“My hands fell asleep, so I washed them with hot coffee. Then I had donuts for breakfast, by way of spinning circles in my car and burning rubber in the parking garage of my office building.”