“Yeah, back to the point: you hired *three*—yes, *three*, not one, not two, but *three*—half-naked guys to dance in your room. Would you have slept with them?”

“If you hadn’t shown up in time, maybe.” I winked.

“What?”

“You asked for honesty… I’m giving it to you.”

“Damn it, you want your answer? Fine. No, I wasn’t like this with Monica because she never kissed another guy in front of me or sat there munching on candy while watching half-naked dudes ...