“If I’d known this place was going to be a fuckfest, I would have at least brought noise-canceling headphones.” Anton goes to say something, but Ezra elbows him and says, “We’re taking one of the boats out. Want to come?” “It depends.” “On?” Ezra asks. “Can you drown me while we’re out there?” “I’m sure it can be arranged. Just don’t struggle, okay? Then I’ll feel bad.”
