“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.