Damon enjoyed shocking people, but there was also a certain charm to be found in a woman who didn't mind dirty talk. If she had been averse to dirty talk, she might've hit him, and that would've been a bonus, too. It was even better to find a woman who might have taken his broad hint, but those were rare outside of honky-tonk bars just before last call. The way he viewed it, it never hurt to throw something out there and see what he might reel in. He'd struck gold on more than one occasion that way.
"Five more days," he said of being able to access the rest of the house. Of course, who knew what might happen in that length of time? There were plenty of ExB'ers he hadn't so much as spoken to yet, and he had no idea what their inclinations might be. It would be fun to find out. He munched up another bite of banana and then said, "Gym looks nice. I think I'm more inclined to check out the pool, though." He didn't comment on adjusting to the time change or traveling, since he'd never been anywhere in his life except when he'd moved to Chicago from his hometown, and while it had taken a hell of a long time to get here, for him it hadn't seemed like a huge time adjustment.