"Oh, then I'll watch," Clarisse says, giving Ellie a teasing little smile. Since, you know, she likes that sort of thing.

"And I'd pick the socks," she adds, as they cross the street and approach the door to the candy shop. "But just so I can go to your room every night and take my shoes off and stick my feet right on your pillow."

This is what she's announcing as she pushes the door open and they walk inside. The teenage girl working the counter, clearly not being paid enough to deal with this shit, wears a look of alarm.