You two go.
Swim, splash, frolic.
Enjoy your healthy bodies.
-Okay.
-Bye.
Have you no shame?
Let me think.
Nope, just a tug.
And that's another thing.
My angst is real.
I don't appreciate you taking my tug to get in someone's pants.
News flash, Alan.
They're already out of their pants.
And they're gonna come back cold, wet and in desperate need of body heat.
For those of us with normal skin temperature, it'll be a seller's market.
-You're unbelievable.
-No, I just think ahead.
They're gonna last two seconds in that water.
We have to hurry.
I'll get the wine.
You light some candles.
I'm sorry, I'm really not in the mood.
Are you saying that I have to get you liquored up so I can get laid?
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