Me: “Of course, we’ll need a back up plan in case we can no longer pick your brain.”
She: “You mean, in case my head explodes like a ripe melon.”
Me: “Yes, though I have no problem with that.”
She: “Others can’t stand the rinds and the guts…it’s messy.”
Me: “I don’t see why. I’ll grab a basket and gather up what you know!”
She: “Picking up my seeds of knowledge?”
Me: “Absolutely!”
