Today's lunchtime conversation.
Reed: Meghan, you make the best pizza ever. Even better than restaurants.
Meghan: Thanks! Sometimes I think I should do something a little different like a chicken and ranch pizza...
Reed: No! Your pizza is perfect. We could eat this same pepperoni pizza for the rest of our lives and I'd be happy.
Meghan: Then after we die they'd tell us "sorry, your body doesn't need pizza anymore".
Reed: Then I'd reply "What?!? You're telling me I didn't make it into heaven?!?"
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