The Baby-Sitting Chronicles: Grocery Store Musings
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“… That’s ketchup, Felicity.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“I said we needed vegetables.”
“Ketchup is made from tomatoes. It’s kind of a vegetable.”
“No, it isn’t.”
“Yes, it is.”
She managed to keep the smile off her face by some miracle as they both glared at each other, the shopping cart between them. Oliver crossed his arms on his chest, raising an eyebrow. She mirrored his stance, silently daring him to put the ketchup back.