B and I were in my car today driving to the DIY Craft Fair.
B: "So I was thinking of seeing Twilight. I've read the books, and they're not too bad. You know, for what they are. I was just..."
I figured I'd let her off the hook.
"I'll go with you."
B: "OhmyGod, REALLY?"
Me: "Sure. What the hell. I can see what the 13-year-old intern at our office is all crazed about. Although from the trailers I've heard, I find the guy's dialogue a bit precocious for a high-school student."
B: "Well, he's actually 108 years old."
Me: "And nobody finds it just a little bit creepy that a 108-year-old guy is attracted to a girl just into puberty? Oh. Right. This is targeted at 13-year-old girls. They always think they're more mature than people give them credit for."
B: "Exactly. And I want to make sure we go when there's a theater full of teenage girls."
Me: "Let's go drunk."