Cristin: My feet are so hot, feel them. I think they have a fever… a feetver.
Cristin: I want you to take the Myers-Briggs test. I want to see if we’re compatible.
Mike: I highly doubt it will say we’re compatible.
(whilst shopping in Meijer, for what feels like forever)
Cristin: I am going to be here the rest of my life.
Mike: Just leave the cart and come home then.
Cristin: Siri doesn’t understand me
Mike: Probably because he’s a man?
Cristin: I’m probably going to die.
Mike: Probably not
Cristin: No, but I’m probably going to eat a double cheeseburger.