Oh sorry, it’s Lars.
CHARLIE:
My Swedish heartthrob! How’s Bjorn?
LARS:
Um…who?
CHARLIE:
Oh, I refer to B as Bjorn. I imagine you guys as two ripped Swedish boys. I envision glorious Viking men.
LARS:
I think most of the Vikings were from Norway, not Sweden.
CHARLIE:
Please just let me have this.
LARS:
Do you have a Viking fetish? Is that it?
CHARLIE:
I didn’t *think* so, but now…
LARS:
You like the idea of being conquered.
CHARLIE:
OMG. I think I do.
LARS:
All right. Let’s say B and I want to do some conquering. How does that play out?
CHARLIE:
Hmmm. Okay. I guess it starts with you kicking down my door and bursting into my bedroom.
LARS:
Do we find you on the bed? At a desk?
CHARLIE:
I’m lying in bed. Naked. Touching myself.
LARS:
We interrupted you getting yourself off?
CHARLIE: