“Baby, did I wear you out?”
“Did I wear you out?""Out of my pants, maybe.”
“Yes, poor Darren, forced to cook and clean and do other unmanly things. Next thing you know he’ll be wearing an apron and popping out babies.” He snorted as Darren turned and did something with his hand. “We’re friends, but we’re not that close, Dare.”
“You are having a baby,' he said. 'I certainly hope it turns out to be a baby,' I agreed.”
“Let me get straight on this. You don’t want to be the girl to wear out your welcome, but you’ll be the girl who lets him wear out your vagina?”She slaps my arm in the dark. “That’s just crude, Laurie.” She giggles. “But oh so true. He did wear it out like a champ.”
“Why did you wear heels? How are you supposed to fight a gargoyle in what you're wearing?”