“You’re taking up exercise?” Danny asked, looking suspicious. “Are you sure you don’t mean you’re taking up hanging around at the gym, drinking smoothies?”

Mindy glared at him. “While I know the smoothies to be delicious and made with non-fat yogurt and only about eight tablespoons of sugar, no, that’s not why I’m going to the gym.”

“Are you sure? Because I’ve never seen you run to anything that wasn’t a shoe sale.”

“Ridiculous. I’ve also run to get Tom Hiddleston’s autograph. I may not have gotten it, but I did get tasered by his most attractive bodyguard.”

“I remember, you smelled like campfires and litigation for a week afterwards.”

“Regardless. No, I want to take up a healthy new lifestyle made up of vegetables and running.”

Danny narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “Wait a minute. You and Betsy and Jeremy went out three nights ago.”

“Allegedly.”

“Not allegedly. You talked about it, you invited me, I pretended I couldn’t hear you but I could. And you talked about wearing that red thing that almost gave Shulman a heart attack once. You... you have a new boyfriend, don’t you?”

“Well it’s only been three days, I wouldn’t call him that yet.”

“You’re changing for that guy. As usual.”

“What?”

“You do it every time. Like when you almost became a Christian.”

“Hey now. I care about Jesus. I call to him occasionally.”

“Yeah, when you stub your toe. Mindy, when are you going to pick a guy who likes you for you?”