Johnny looked up at her, considering for the first time that she might have been just as jealous as he had been upon hearing that he'd been matched up with some strange woman. He didn't say anything right away, just studied her movements, the way that she got herself another drink. The too-casual mention of single gender households.
"At least that way I can imagine sexy pillow fights." He smiled a moment before becoming serious again.
"I think the more reasonable thing is to keep in mind the type of people we are and the situation we're in. It isn't like we picked the people we share houses with. And I'm not sure that Bo doesn't swing both ways anyway."
Johnny twirled the glass of ice around on the table, a slow and somewhat arrogant smirk passing over his lips. "So I'm sitting here feeling like an asshat for what I've said, and you're keeping the fact that you got jealous too to yourself? That's not nice."