“You don’t have to tell us anything personal. But we won’t judge you for it, if you do. Trust me, we’ve heard pretty much everything on the show.” “Oh, aye,” Zack agrees. “We just got an email a couple days ago from a guy who could only come if a girl rubbed a balloon on his bits. The static got him off, or something.” Layla’s lip twitches. “What did you tell him?” “To buy the balloons wholesale from party stores so they’re cheaper.”
