'You can see through his smoke?' 'Yeah.' 'What does he look like?' I hated myself for asking, but I was incredibly curious. 'I'm mostly into women, but he's pretty tasty.' 'Right,' I said, rolling my eyes. 'You'll see him soon enough,' Skop said, trotting about in a little circle on the covers, then settling down in a tight ball. 'I doubt that. He just told me never to talk to him again.' 'Which is angry-man-god-speak for: I'd very much like to have sex with you.'
