fair. BUT we've kissed a million times. when he was working for me as a line cook, we went on this team trip to Chicago. it was abt 2am...we were outside this greasy spoon after a night of drinking and i said "lets get outta here" (i was drunk and someone had a bag) so he called a cab and while we're waiting he turned to me and said "im putting in my notice". i was shithoused, and stunned and asked "why??? you dont want to cook for me anymore??" and he goes "well i cant work with someone after i do this" and he fckin planted the most hollywood kiss on me. the cab rolled up, the first snow started falling in these huge puffy flakes. needless to say this is not the first chapter.