“Oh look,” she pointed to them, a fine example of two people in love. Ruin paused and looked from them to her several times before whispering, “You want to? Now?’ “Oh my God,” she muttered, shaking her head. “Those two are in love, I was trying to show you but of course you’d only think of sex.” Ruin followed her to the truck, still watching the couple while he climbed into the driver seat. “Are you sure we’re not in love? Pretty sure we look just like that, minus all the laughing.”