points, but I don’t start over at zero on Wednesday?”
“No, those ten points stick,” Dooley said.
“But there are things you get more than one point for?” Dani asked.
“Definitely.” Dooley shuddered just thinking about some of the fifty-point winners.
“What’s something that would get, say, five points all at once?”
“Getting jealous about me dancing with another woman when we’ve just met that same night.”
“That happened in Oscar,” Sara told Jess and Danika.
“Before or after the marriage proposal in toothpaste?” Jess asked, with a completely straight face.
They were all hilarious.
“Yeah, what’s with the crazy girls in Oscar?” Dooley asked Mac.
“They’re not all crazy. Sara’s an Oscar girl,” Mac said.
“But like Sam said, she married you, so we know she’s a couple crayons short of a full box,” Dooley said.
Mac just flipped him off too.
“I need more examples,” Dani said.
“Things like driving past my house to see if I’m home. Five points a time,” Mac said.
“Naming your cat after me,” Kevin added.
“How about sex in a dressing room?” Dani asked, her elbow digging into Sam’s side.
“Oh, no, that’s sex crazy,” Dooley said.
“That’s okay?” Dani asked.
“It’s just a whole other scale,” he told her with a shrug.
“And we all have various scores that are acceptable…or not,” Mac said.
“So Dooley’s limit of sixty-eight on the crazy meter isn’t the same for you guys?” Sara asked.
“Nah, I can go all the way up to eighty or eighty-five. I tolerate way more crazy than he does,” Mac said.
Sara swatted his arm. “You’re so funny.”
“And Mac has his whole own crazy sex meter,” Dooley said. “He has a really big tolerance there.”
Sara actually blushed and Sam kicked him. “Shut up.”
“On the other hand, Kevin’s crazy tolerance is pretty low,” Mac said, distracting them from his scales.
“Yeah, I don’t like them to get above fifty,” Kevin said.
“I assume that’s the regular crazy meter versus the sexual one?” Jessica said dryly.
Kevin didn’t comment on that. He just smiled and took a drink of soda.
“How about you?” Dani asked Sam. “You ever rated a woman on the crazy meter?”
He was sitting next to her on the sofa, his arms stretched behind her. He had just taken a drink of beer and swallowed wrong. Coughing and choking, he got up and headed for the kitchen. Of course, Sam could fake coughing and choking if it was in his best interest.
He wasn’t getting out of this conversation that easily. “One of Sam’s girlfriends was the reason we first needed a crazy meter,” Dooley said. “He’s like a crazy chick magnet. No offense.”
Dani waved that off. “None taken. I need to hear more of these.”
“I agree,” Dooley said.
“Wanting to watch a movie together over the phone,” Kevin offered as an example.
“How’s that work?” Jess asked.
“You both watch the movie on TV but you’re on the phone together the whole time.”
“What’s the point of that?” Jess wanted to know.
“Exactly,” Kevin said.”
“But phone sex is okay?”
“Of course. That doesn’t even get a crazy point…on either scale,” Dooley said. “That’s just sexy and fine and good.”
Sara shook her head. “I don’t know how you guys keep all of this straight.”
“More,” Dani said as Sam returned and reclaimed his seat.
He looked wary. Rightly so. Sam had more stories of crazy girls than the other three guys put together.
Sam looked at Ben. “Don’t you have any stories?”
Ben nodded. “Of course.”
“You knew about the crazy meter?” Jessica asked him.
Ben was sitting on the floor leaning back against Jessica’s legs. He didn’t look at her as he said, “I knew about the phenomenon. I wasn’t aware there was a formal grading system.” He grinned at the other guys.
“What do you think would put a woman on the scale?” Jess asked, nudging him with her
“No, those ten points stick,” Dooley said.
“But there are things you get more than one point for?” Dani asked.
“Definitely.” Dooley shuddered just thinking about some of the fifty-point winners.
“What’s something that would get, say, five points all at once?”
“Getting jealous about me dancing with another woman when we’ve just met that same night.”
“That happened in Oscar,” Sara told Jess and Danika.
“Before or after the marriage proposal in toothpaste?” Jess asked, with a completely straight face.
They were all hilarious.
“Yeah, what’s with the crazy girls in Oscar?” Dooley asked Mac.
“They’re not all crazy. Sara’s an Oscar girl,” Mac said.
“But like Sam said, she married you, so we know she’s a couple crayons short of a full box,” Dooley said.
Mac just flipped him off too.
“I need more examples,” Dani said.
“Things like driving past my house to see if I’m home. Five points a time,” Mac said.
“Naming your cat after me,” Kevin added.
“How about sex in a dressing room?” Dani asked, her elbow digging into Sam’s side.
“Oh, no, that’s sex crazy,” Dooley said.
“That’s okay?” Dani asked.
“It’s just a whole other scale,” he told her with a shrug.
“And we all have various scores that are acceptable…or not,” Mac said.
“So Dooley’s limit of sixty-eight on the crazy meter isn’t the same for you guys?” Sara asked.
“Nah, I can go all the way up to eighty or eighty-five. I tolerate way more crazy than he does,” Mac said.
Sara swatted his arm. “You’re so funny.”
“And Mac has his whole own crazy sex meter,” Dooley said. “He has a really big tolerance there.”
Sara actually blushed and Sam kicked him. “Shut up.”
“On the other hand, Kevin’s crazy tolerance is pretty low,” Mac said, distracting them from his scales.
“Yeah, I don’t like them to get above fifty,” Kevin said.
“I assume that’s the regular crazy meter versus the sexual one?” Jessica said dryly.
Kevin didn’t comment on that. He just smiled and took a drink of soda.
“How about you?” Dani asked Sam. “You ever rated a woman on the crazy meter?”
He was sitting next to her on the sofa, his arms stretched behind her. He had just taken a drink of beer and swallowed wrong. Coughing and choking, he got up and headed for the kitchen. Of course, Sam could fake coughing and choking if it was in his best interest.
He wasn’t getting out of this conversation that easily. “One of Sam’s girlfriends was the reason we first needed a crazy meter,” Dooley said. “He’s like a crazy chick magnet. No offense.”
Dani waved that off. “None taken. I need to hear more of these.”
“I agree,” Dooley said.
“Wanting to watch a movie together over the phone,” Kevin offered as an example.
“How’s that work?” Jess asked.
“You both watch the movie on TV but you’re on the phone together the whole time.”
“What’s the point of that?” Jess wanted to know.
“Exactly,” Kevin said.”
“But phone sex is okay?”
“Of course. That doesn’t even get a crazy point…on either scale,” Dooley said. “That’s just sexy and fine and good.”
Sara shook her head. “I don’t know how you guys keep all of this straight.”
“More,” Dani said as Sam returned and reclaimed his seat.
He looked wary. Rightly so. Sam had more stories of crazy girls than the other three guys put together.
Sam looked at Ben. “Don’t you have any stories?”
Ben nodded. “Of course.”
“You knew about the crazy meter?” Jessica asked him.
Ben was sitting on the floor leaning back against Jessica’s legs. He didn’t look at her as he said, “I knew about the phenomenon. I wasn’t aware there was a formal grading system.” He grinned at the other guys.
“What do you think would put a woman on the scale?” Jess asked, nudging him with her
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