Burgess flicked a look at Sig. Sig nodded. Burgess pointed at Wells. “I’ll go to rehab if you take back their plus ones. Tallulah and Chloe. No dates allowed.” Wells rocked back on his heels. “Is that what that whole silent communication thing was about earlier?” They gave a synchronized shrug. One of the Orgasm Donors smacked the other one in the shoulder. “Why don’t we communicate silently like that?” “We do. What am I thinking about right now?” “Banana pudding.” “Holy shit!” “Fine.” Wells sighed, but the corner of his mouth ticked up. “Worked like a charm.”
