“First, though,” he says, “I have to take my clothes off.”

“Are you freaking serious?”

“Yes.”

“Alright, then. I change my mind. I’m out of here. I’ll find somewhere else to sleep.”

“In the bathroom,” he adds, as though he shouldn’t have to clarify it. “I will go in the bathroom on my own and do it. You won’t have to endure the sight of my naked body.”

“Okay, fine.”

“Unless ...