Tonight, Gllen was very nervous for his pick in Top Chef. He actually said to me, "Pray with me, Girlfriend." And he had his hands steepled in prayer.
I was confused. "Like, pray to Jesus?"
"Yes, to Jesus." I put my hands over his and we bowed our heads. He lead the prayer. "Dear, Lord. Please don't send Jennifer home tonight so I can win my $20. Amen."
It was wierd. And apparently it worked.
So later, he told me that he was praying for me to get him some ice cream.
