When he hesitated about his answer, James decided that maybe there was something more to him than simply addiction and desperation. A small smirk began to twitch at the corners of his mouth as he waited for the answer, actually anxious to have it now that he thought it could be something good.
It was nothing like what he expected.
James laughed, a brow quirking slightly as Fisher glanced over at him and smiled. His first thought was to say that perhaps he shouldn't be so hasty to jump to such conclusions, but he caught that before it managed to make its way out and settled on something else instead. "There are plenty of girls around here just dying to give it up. Though..." He narrowed his eyes slightly. "Out of curiosity's sake, how exactly does one get laid without doing all the work?" He paused as he considered it. "I suppose the girl could be on top, but that generally leads to work regardless." About the only thing that was effortless were blow jobs, and even those you had to work at sometimes.