Iosef nodded. "Well, that's true." But how good were lobsters at racing each other? That was the question. How did one entice lobsters into running?
"Aren't there suites on here? They must have Jacuzzis. Big ones." And those were Iosef's last helpful thoughts, because after watching Phoenix play with the hem of her...panties?...he couldn't really think that straight anymore.
With a stupid smile, he nodded and took a bite out of the burger. He might as well; something told him he'd need nourishment today.