QUOTE : I can't just say, "Pass the Parmesan—oh, and by the way, I was in love with your buddy Ken Matthews once." "Speak of the devil," said Todd, his eyes directed at a point behind Elizabeth. He waved. "Hey, Matthews, Jess. Over here." Elizabeth turned, then groaned silently. Jessica and Ken were strolling toward their booth. "What a surprise," Jessica said with a grin. "We didn't expect to see you." "How's it going?" Ken asked. "Pretty good. Have a seat," invited Todd. "Sure, we'd be—" Ken started to say. "Actually," Jessica interrupted, "you guys look like you're almost through." She winked broadly at her sister. "And I see a nice table for two by the