Tact

“Hi! I’m Red, how’s your night going?”
“Good. My name is Larry.”
“Larry! That’s what my ex used to call his cold sores, ‘can’t make out, Larry’s in town.’”
We look at each other silently for a second, processing the fact that of all the things I could have said, that was what I decided on.
“So… Are you ready for a lapdance?”
“Okay.”

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