Dennis tilted his head as they smiled goofily at one another and linked hands. "Well it's good that you're not being sad about the scar, Rolfie - there's nothing to be embarrassed about." He squinted at his friends for a moment as they huddled into him. "Seriously, are you trying to have a threesome with me," he joked, poking his tongue out.
"What," he asked innocently, before dissolving into a fit of giggles at Rolf's mock indignation and Rose's pride. "It's only a penis! A large penis, but a penis. You're better hung than Paden was, by the way so you should feel proud about that." He turned and looked at Rose. "You look far too smug, Lenuța."
He grinned toothily at them, happy that he'd at least momentarily distracted them from the fact that he'd interrupted them not far off orgasm. "Well yeah. The Editors really liked my piece about following around the Cursebreakers in Indonesia, so they offered me my own column where I wander around and report on my various adventures." He flopped his head back down onto the floor with a whomp and frowned. "It'd be crime, travel, and adventure writing all thrown together with a touch of politics and social commentary to pad it out. I said yes but I don't know..."