"You know, I was so, so tempted to do just that," Terrence said, laughing into his drink. "But I don't think that would have been a good way to start, you know? You want to give good impressions on the first day, and all."
He really didn't think that joking about this sort of thing would ever get old. Of course, there might come a time when he was so frustrated that it would do more harm than good, but he would avoid that sort of rut at all costs. It could only go downhill from there.
When the shots arrived, he clinked the first against Duke's glass and threw it back, setting it down hard on the table as he swallowed, blinked at the burn of it, and smirked. "Don't really need toys, or tips," he said. No, even after six years, Ella didn't even need to tell him she'd be naked when he got home to make him look forward to it - but it certainly didn't hurt. "Just morbidly curious about what kinds of crazy things that crazy brain of yours thinks I might like."