"Why would I want revenge for that?" asked Summer. "Those cakes were awesome! Buuuut...." Her expression shifted from one of amusement to one of oh-so-convincing uncertain doubt as she slowly pulled the box back a little, "if you don't waaaant, I'm sure I can find someone else who might."

His wasn't the only head she'd tried to remove last week, after all.

His was just the only one that mattered.

SORRY NOT SORRY WAYNE.