“Again, not an insult.”
“Do you insult customers when they don’t know the difference between big lizards too, or is that kind of disdain reserved for me?”
“I scream at them and tell them to go to Barnes & Noble with all the other riff-raff, of course. And Godzilla isn’t a lizard. It’s a giant amphibious reptile, most likely. Did you forget that it came out of the sea, brainiac?”
She was having a hard time controlling her laughter at that point.
“Sorry, I flunked ‘distinguishing lizards from sea monsters and dragons’ in college.”
“Clearly.”
“A smart-assanda know-it-all. How the hell are you still single?” I meant it to be a joke, not a genuine question. Her smile slowly faded as she shook her head. I wanted to take the stupid question back, but it was too late.
Sav shrugged. “I don’t
