“Oh, that’s gangster.” Guy Fieri whispers against my smooth skin and I let out a sigh of pure pleasure.  I meet his fiery gaze.  “Take me to flavortown…” I beg.  He leans in.  “We’re rollin’ out…here on Diners, Drive Ins, and Dives…” I moan.  Guy drives away in his red convertible.  He’s gone.  But I never forget.  I’ll see him again.  Soon.  Next season on Guy’s Grocery Games.