03. Organic
"You know that's a load of bullshit right?"
Luke raises an eyebrow, half expecting Gail to be addressing someone else. He resists the urge to look behind him. Gail snatches the red apple from his hand and peels off the bright yellow organic sticker.
"Organic is such a scam. You're paying through the nose for something you're not even sure is true." To his surprise she takes a huge bite, juice dribbling down her chin.
He frowns at her. "You just said..."
"I'm doing you a favor. It could be filled with all sorts of dangerous chemicals. Maybe even hormones. You should really be thanking me." Gail drags a hand across her chin to clean off the juice.
The smirk on her face tells him she's the one full of bullshit.