|The Chef: Let's go to the overlook.|
Me: Can we not?
The Chef: Is it because you're afraid of heights?
The Chef (taking my hand): Then we're definitely going.
Sister of The Chef: You should have said you were cold. Then you wouldn't have to do it.
Me: So noted.
By the way, I am not screaming. It was effing cold and wind-chilly. Actually, maybe I am screaming.