Sam nodded in understanding. "Sober, Jay, speak to her sober. Otherwise you'll puke all over her and that's not attractive," he said, re-filling Jay's shot glass when it was half empty.
He sipped on the vodka, not wanting to down yet another shot in one go yet. "Yeah, we're pretty visual creatures aren't we?" Sam mused, thinking of his vast appreciation for the feminine form. If Joanie ever figured out that she had boobs and was seductive for like, two minutes he knew he'd be a dead man. What a way to go! "They definitely have the upper hand," he agreed. "But it's when they don't know it, that's what is the sexiest. A beautiful woman is one thing, but then she just gets off on you telling her she's beautiful all of the time and it's boring."