DaveI’m addicted to the hard exterior shell and the opalescent, moist succulent jewel that lies beneath the surface. Touching them, holding them, feeling them in my fingers-it’s my happy place. I’m the most calm when my feet are six inches deep in the mucky bay, sea water rocking up against my waders, talking to my bivalves. My brothers say I’m married to my shells. I don’t disagree. They’re filled with a pleasure second to none. They don’t tell me what to do. Everyone loves them, well at least the people I want to spend time with do. And have I mentioned they’re saving the shoreline, hence the world? Each magnificent shell cleaning the water we all love. Never has there been a more perfect creature. Tippy I want to do something for Greensea. All on my own. Bringing Love at the Last Resort to Greensea will do just that because 1. Huge win. 2. The revenues it will bring to the paper will be substantial. I’ll be helping the family business in more ways than anyone can imagine. It’s the least I can do for my parents after what they’ve given me. I'm just not sure I can agree to what the show wants me to do. What does Tippy's harebrained plan have to do with Dave? Find out in Fake Dates and Ferry Tales!