I'm Christina Tuck, one of those girls who delivers food right to your door.
Then I knock on his.
Bennett Powers. Single dad. Stock trader. New York City.
A ginger who wears a suit like money is his church.
I'm drenched from the rain, sticking my foot in my mouth.
I'd like to stick something else in there.
But like the heat in my building...
That pulses up from a dark boiler room...
Touch that pipe at your peril.
Am I in for some fun? Tuck yes.