“So, how do you explain a cufflink with the initials LE engraved on it that was lying on the floor underneath your desk?” “Uh, he was… um, fixing my chair.” “More like slurping on your lady door.” “Eww, E, did you just say ‘slurping on my lady door?’” “Well, he was, wasn’t he? Don’t deny it, girl. You’ve been tapping his ass nonstop since then, I can tell.”
