Well, that was hardly a surprise. Still, though. Pucey? Really?
"So he's good in bed. But it's nothing. Ali." She looked at her for a moment. There was something about her friend's expression.... "He's just- he's Pucey. And I don't want to see you get hurt. You're my Ali."
Sliding her arms around Alicia's waist, she hugged her. "Now. Don't bullshit us. Talk."