“Listen. I’m starving. I’m sore. And I’m horny. And you’re bitching because a gorgeous man in gray sweatpants, that probably show off what I’m betting is an enormous dick, brought you coffee and is taking you home to make you dinner. Bad-ass bitch is better than calling you a scaredy cat. Now, embrace the fear. Enjoy the dinner. And let him get to second base. Love you. Gotta go.”
