'how can you be in there ? get your ass off the bus and get to the market . how does it lit into this picture ? so it has no legal significance ? `` do n't tell anyone i gave you this . dear lord , he looked hot carrying a skillet . she inquired , taking my hands and holding them lightly in hers . he 'd have to find something stronger . he smiled , as if it was some sort of mock . `` so you 're figuring a contract job . '' he slips on a black button-down shirt . 