Jill: I have a confession to make.
Jill: I saw Danny at the market today.
Lill: Oh right, ‘Mr. September’, did you talk to him?
Jill: *Sigh* No, I hid behind the leeks.
Lill: Smooth. Did he see you?
Jill: No, but ‘Mr. July’ did and in my surprise I knocked down half the display. I hope you don’t mind vichyssoise for dinner until menopause.