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He seems to give this a moment of thoughtful consideration. “Eh, more or less. You got a favorite Seinfeld episode?”
“No contest, ‘The Contest’ was hilarious.”
“The one where they see who can go the longest without masturbating?” He nods like he’s reading into my answer more than he should. “You feel like making a bet?”
“You feel like making a bet? Because that is not a contest you would win.”
He leans back in the booth, taking up the entire space. “Really? So you don’t take time to masturbate either?” Oh, Lord, this again?
“Shh!” I scold him. “Keep your voice down. This is the South. God frowns on masturbation down here.”
“Here’s your drinks, y’all.” The waitress slides our chilled plastic tumblers on the table.
“Thanks,” I say, grabbing mine. “I’m so thirsty.”
“That’s an understatement,” Nick mutters.
He has no idea.
