Kristin: (voice filled with timid hope) "Jeans? I walked two miles today--even though it was raining really hard. I walked really fast and my heart rate got way up there!"
Jeans: (voice dripping with venom) "Ooooooooh, two miles! That ought to counteract the 16 pounds of chocolate you've crammed down your gullet in the past two months.
"You know your ass still looks like 2 Mylar balloons shoved into a pair of sweatpants, right?
"Two miles . . . I'll be damned if I let you touch me again.