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_ Noah, one dark evening. "I'm just saying, that I think it was unrealistic."
"Oh sure, Stella," He said, shoving me away and smiling as we walked back to the truck. "Because exploding dogs and poisonous cats are unrealistic."
"Exactly my point. So cheesy." I said, taking a step back to catch myself. "Maybe next time we can watch a movie I like."
"Bet." Noah said. "And the movie you choose will be totally realis-tic."
"Yeah, it will," I said. "Or at least more so than talking secret agent pineapples."
"Oh sure." He teased. He opened the door to his large blue pickup and sat down with a thump. He turned the key in ignition as I got in and buckled up. He grinned at me and started off. "Do you want to come in with me?" He said, pulling into the parking lot of Walmart.
"Ew, Walmart?" I say. "Why not like, City Market or Safeway?"
"Fine, germaphobe." He says, pulling out and driving to Safeway.