CHAPTER FOUR
STONE & STEEL
Stone:Before you ask, yes, I took my meds.
Steel:You say that like I nag you.
Stone:Don’t you?
Steel:Only sometimes.
Stone:So, this is the gold standard treatment?
Steel:Hell, no. This is the PLATINUM standard. It comes complete with orgasms and breakfast in bed on Sundays.
Stone:How do I upgrade to daily breakfasts in bed?
Steel:We move to the Hilton.
Stone:Is that an option?
Steel:Lol. Not sure their butler service will cater to the orgasms.
Stone:That’s what you’re for.
Steel:My reason for being?
Stone:Yep.
Steel:To give you orgasms?
Stone:Yep!
Steel:That’s a pretty good raison d’être.
Stone:Look at you being all fancy.
Steel:Yeah, cause I don’t read ever. CUE EYE ROLL.
Stone:I thought the nearest you got to France was French kissing me. So sue me!
Steel:I will. I have a very good lawyer, I’ll have you know. Plus, my kissing is so good it’s better than French.
Stone:Jersey kissing. We could turn that into a movie.
Steel:What kind of movie?
Stone:LOL. X-rated.
Steel:The good shit, then?
Stone:Yeah. But we could angle it to the G-rated market as well for mass appeal.
Steel:You just wanna watch it on the big screen.
Stone:In IMAX.
Steel:LMAO. I’ll be down for that so long as it’s not your pussy on screen.