Danielle Dorn

Under the Canopy

We’ll need to have a look inside you with this camera. Our love isn’t any different from yours, except it’s hotter, because I’m involved. Spare me your space age technobabble, Attila the Hun! I just want to talk. It has nothing to do with mating. Fry, that doesn’t make sense.

I just told you! You’ve killed me! And why did ‘I’ have to take a cab? I decline the title of Iron Cook and accept the lesser title of Zinc Saucier, which I just made up. Uhh… also, comes with double prize money.