(If you haven’t watched Romancing the Stone, this entire conversation will make no sense, and I demand you rent it immediately. Whoever gets the royalties for that…I don’t expect payment, but a high-five would be nice.)
Ryan: You’re coming over tomorrow night?
Me: As long as you understand that I MIGHT be a germ risk, and that I sound like Kathleen Turner right now.
Ryan: Joan Wilder! THE Joan Wilder! I read all your books!
Me: This is going to be a thing, isn’t it?
Ryan: Yes, yes, it is.
Fisticuffs and Shenanigans 