This is only half-related, but it reminds me of a silly thing where I had just clipped my nails and was trying to open a soda. Apparently the girl I was with couldn't take the scrabbling and clanking, so while I was focused on the can, she snatched it, popped it, and snapped it back in my hands like she was half snake or something, it was incredible.

Then she just gave me a silent 'what?' look.

That's a good friend.

bad Salsa

Oh my goodness.

Seems mutual to me, Ari doesn't judge Hayden for his limp wrists and in return he doesn't judge her for the giraffe tea parties

That's what friends are for.

And now to write him a ticket, this might even revoke his man card.