"Oh come on," he coaxed, leaning on the back of her lawn chair as he settled into one of his favorite roles: devil's advocate. "You spent how long, back home, working your butt off? I'd think you're entitled to a break once in a while. And it's not like you're hurting anyone doing it. Besides, if you're that hung up on it, you can just wish for your food, and none of the other stuff. It's like only getting some of your stuff from supermarkets and the rest from those fancy local organic markets."