"Hey," Shawn pointed at Lassiter, "You cannot just spring this kind of thing on a guy all of a sudden and expect everything to be peachy and appley. You're lucky I'm perfectly accepting of my tendency to swing both ways else you probably would have gotten a punch to the face by now.
Thumping the rum bottle on the bar, his eyebrow went right back up. "So, since we're being ever so honest, how long?"