"I dunno," Lennon said, reaching up to scratch his forehead with dripping fingers. "I could appreciate someone hot looking even if I wasn't attracted to them. I guess everybody's different." He wasn't that surprised that Marco had gone to a strip club for coke even if he didn't say; he was glad he'd never gotten into drugs. He could understand addiction at least a little, given how he'd gotten with alcohol for a while when they'd been at the other house. He was just as glad there wasn't any to speak of here.
He mused over Marco's other statement as he floated, eyes on the sky as if it might provide some new insights. "I guess, if you think of any weird, bizarre sexual thing, there'd be somebody who'd think it was sexy, right? It's uh... a special talent, I guess." He snickered. "I wouldn't wanna clean the ping pong balls after."