She rolled her eyes in return, never mind the fact that she was still smiling. "I could if I wanted -- I think they make little edible sparkle things." A beat. "And just for that, I'll find them and take pictures when you get them all over you when you make my 'soy mocha nonfat caramel whatever the hell.'

"They can go up with the ones of your hair, because yeah, I'd totally do that." No, she wouldn't. "You brought it on yourself, Danny."