I knew it was my turn to say something but I had nothing. I grunted, shrugging my shoulders, keeping my eyes low to avoid his."See anything you like?"..."Huh? Me? No, I was just eh..." "Of course, something for the missus, I'm sure." "In a way, yes, only she's not my missus." "You looking at dildos for another man's wife?" He raised his coffee cup and blew off some steam. "Whatever." He sipped. "I was sent here by a woman, that's what I mean. Not to buy her a dildo. But to--" "A dare, right?. In the south, grits are served instead of the potatoes.”Roger looked over my way and grinned. “What’s a grit, Jar?”Angela released his hand longer enough to lightly punch him in the arm. “You’ve had grits before, Roger.”Marie looked interested. I said, “Grits are a ground corn product cooked in water with a little grease. They are very popular in the south. Other areas of my country usually don’t get them right. It’s like biscuits and milk gravy. Southern biscuits are made with buttermilk and. More

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