“I’ll just turn up at his place,” says Chrissy. “Offer sex. Say I’ve relented after all these years. Tell him the brownies have hash in them, which would be a good thing anyway—let’s do that! He’ll absolutely let me in.” “Do you intend to actually, you know, go through with it?” asks Leonie. “I mean the sex part.” “Heavens no! If he was stinky then, he’ll be twice that now!
