On Minor Hold (August) "You're cute," Jenna giggled, looking up at his with eyes filled with daze, wonder and amazement. She was a lost puppy walking down the road, waiting to be hit by a yulin truck. Mikey shook his head, poking her nose so that it squished. "No, you're cute." "You're both cute," Rebecca interrupted, rolling her eyes, the vibe of annoyance seeping out of her. "Now shut the fuck up."