“I’m already going out with you guys on Halloween. And I’m not interested in any of those girls,” I deadpan. Saint groans, but then beams. “Is there a girl you’re interested in? I can get her to come easily. Or what’s your type? I can help you find her tonight.” “Any girl with big tits.” Jagger doesn’t miss a beat. “Oh, that’s easy. I got you.” Saint nods to himself.
