tinyredlawyer
“Don’t hate him because he’s a hipster, Polly.”
“Actually… you’re right! Maybe I should take a trip to see you. It’s been a while, and I can smuggle sprinkles in for your milkshakes and everything. Real contraband.”
“That’s my whole MO, Trucy. If I don’t hate hipsters, then who else is there?”
“You know I have connections here, right? You don’t have to smuggle anything… I’ll just talk to my people to make sure those sprinkles clear customs, no questions asked.”
“I dunno, there’s always Millennials, right?”
“Wow... I’ve underestimated your smuggling ring abilities, Polly. Okay, then, it’s settled. I’ll book a flight as soon as this stupid pandemic is over... wait. I have a better idea.”