“Oh?” I ask. “What, uh, what do you suppose would loosen him up?” “Getting laid,” Gunner says, picking up another fry. “That’s such a man thing to say,” Romeo scoffs. Gunner raises his brows. “Last time I checked, I have a penis. Therefore, I am a man.” I chuckle as Romeo says, “Yeah, but show some class, dude.” Turning to me, Romeo says, “In the words of Keiko, Arlo needs coitus.” I snort. Gunner scoffs. “How is that different than what I said?” “Has hints of maturity and refinement.”
