“I am Gas Man,” Ernie said somberly. “It’s not what you think.”
Leah sat, dumbly staring. Dude wasn’t even wearing a uniform. And who cares, anyway, what the guy does for a living?
“I don’t care what you do for a living, you big dummy. I like you for who you are.”
“No.” His tone was flat, but his rear end was _flatulent, _as it turned out. “I’m sorry, but I have to explain, before you lose co...