Apparently this is happening.
“No.”
Drew leans forward.
“No what?”
“I'm not gay.”
He nods slowly.
“Okay.”
Then waits.
I wait back.
“And?”
“And what?”
“You never date.”
“I date.”
“No. You occasionally arrive somewhere with a woman who looks like she was generated by an algorithm, then three hours later she's gone.”
“Efficient.”
Jalen laughs.
Drew squints at me.
“So you're straight?”
“Yes.”
“But don’t date?”
“Also yes.”
Vale smirks, “He's discreet.”
I point my cigar toward him.
“Thank you.”
“Not a compliment.”
“Still accurate.”
Drew leans back. “Fine. I just wanted to know.”
“You could've asked years ago.”
“I didn't care years ago.”
“You care now?”