" There was a diner across the street. 'Let's go in there and talk, ok? We can have milkshakes.'

I wasn't sure how he knew about my milkshake thing, but, honestly, I could be on the verge of death and someone could suggest a milkshake and I'd rally just long enough to suck it down. "

― Abbi Waxman , The Garden of Small Beginnings