He laughs. "I don't know the town: you let me know where to go and we'll go."

Her drink is passed to her. "I'd have to talk to Y...B first: I don't want to leave her high and dry." He takes note of the glance and grins. "I'd fuck her in a heartbeat, but our relationship is closer to sibling than lover."

Wik raises an eyebrow and sips her drink. "You really don't beat around the bush, do you?"

He smiles and shakes his head. "Nope. Is this when I suggest a threesome, or do I wait until we're all drunk?" His grin doesn't let on if he's serious or joking.