he's not gonna pick up chicks and that was a good time
*pauses* Oh. Oh shit, you're right, 'course you're right. Damn. Oh, but hey, at least he won't be out trawling for guys or anything (shit that'd be weird), what with being all— *waves* —taken or in love?! whatever. Months. Fuck. And with Buttercup, yeah, double-fuck. *totally misunderstanding your reasoning there*
*goes to knock her knuckles to your shoulder commiseratingly, but thinks better of it at the last second (you're taking this pretty hard, huh?)* Sorry, man.