"Babe you've been staring at the newspaper for an hour." He looked up. "He's on the front page." Pen tensed. "Who is hon?" She leaned over. "Oh. Steve." She sighed with a small smile. "He's a punk." She froze. "What?" She gasped as he smiled softly. "You guys are punks. And you and I are jerks." "And you guys are idiots." Pen sank into a chair with a stunned smile on her face. "That's right, baby, that's right."