“Oh, God. I’m trapped in the fucking Chronicles of Narnia.""I’m sure that would be an amusing reference, if I understood it.”
“Yeah, Jame. I don’t have a woman. I am sure as fuck not taking a guy. You can be my date.” Matt answered. “Oh, because I’m not a woman, or a guy.”
“Snow reminds Ka of God! But I’m not sure it would be accurate. What brings me close to God is the silence of snow.”
“Quiet,” he repeated on a growl, “I’m about to fuck my wife and the only words I want her saying when I do it are ‘yes’, ‘Tor’, ‘my prince’, ‘baby’ and ‘oh my God’.”
“I hired you for your attitude, and so far I’m pretty happy with my decision. But I’m not sure I can work with you until I’ve fucked this attraction out of my system.”
“Oh, I don’t mean to infer that you’re not a great guy. I’m sure you’re the exception to the rule.”