Frankie called a few hours ago to see what my plan was.
I asked where his girlfriend was. He told "She is just about to leave....I have to go say 'bye'".
"Wait! I want brownies!!!!!"
He laughed and hung up.
He just called again "Milk chocolate or fudge?" Referring to the two boxes of brownie mix in the cupboard.
"I don't care, whichever she wants. Thank you Frankie!"