He’s one of Bossy’s best friends and an occasional writing partner. Bossy spent one of the best springs of her life driving an hour to his house every day so they could work on a screenplay, where work equals giggle incessantly, with some typing and chopped liver thrown in for good measure. Or maybe they were working on a TV pilot. Or maybe that was later. Possibly earlier.
Anyway, Bossy got together with her friend and occasional writing partner over the weekend, where a few bushels of crabs and a pitcher of beer got in their way.