Eh, I'm not sure on this one. It's a particularly vibrant cover, with lots of little blurbs that it is going to be hilarious but I couldn't even get through the first look. At first, I thought I'd view Millie as the grandmother from the Stephanie Plum novels - totally with it but still getting into little hijinks that at the end of the day are not harmful - but she's stealing on purpose and using her age to try to wrangle out of it as if it's innocent forgetfulness. And Kevin - sorry, but it's a stop me dead in the tracks when a married man describes female strangers as "hot girls" and describes their breasts. Hard pass. We're supposed to think these people are good eggs? Or allow them to pass judgement on who are good eggs? I'm not feelin' it.