Roger's smirk grew more pronounced as Ernie clearly tried to keep his cool. For a moment, he considered scratching his stomach directly above the hem of his boxers but decided against it, as it would be almost obscene under the circumstances. "Would you like me to ask Pod? He was sober that night so he'd probably remember if it was me or him."
"Thank you, you're fit yourself," he said with an easy laugh. "But thank you. If I have to spend another week on the bench I may actually spontaneously combust."