“Okay.” She perused her cards for a moment, then chuckled and separated two from the others. He did the same.
“You first,” he said.
“And the Academy Award for poor life choices goes to chunks of dead hitchhiker.”
He laughed.
“Okay, so what do you have?” she asked.
“And the Academy Award for science goes to an erection that lasts longer than four hours.”
She giggled. “Mine, again, is just gross. I must be a disgusting person.”
“Nah. That’s the point of the game. You can be as immature, disgusting, or politically incorrect as you want. How about if we don’t keep score?” Gabe suggested. “We can just enjoy trying to make each other laugh.”
“That sounds good. Okay. Next one… ‘The CIA interrogates enemy agents by repeatedly subjecting them to…’”
He laid down his answer right away. “A Super Soaker full of cat pee.”
She pulled a face while she was laughing. “Ewww… Now who’s disgusting? Sorry. We said no judgment, didn’t we?”
“Yup. This is a judgment-free zone. What does yours say?”
“The CIA interrogates enemy agents by repeatedly subjecting them to”—she read the card in her hand—“German dungeon porn.”
He almost swallowed his tongue and wondered if she even knew what that was. At least she was laughing.
She drew another question card. “What will I bring back in time to convince people I’m a powerful wizard?”
They shuffled through their remaining cards, and Misty snorted.
“Got a good one?” he asked.
She shrugged. “Bio-engineered assault turtles with acid breath.”
He chuckled. “Okay. That I’d like to see.”
“Now show me yours,” she said suggestively.
“‘What will I bring back in time to convince people I’m a powerful wizard?’ My collection of high-tech sex toys,” he said and winked.
Her eyes rounded. “You have some?”
Gabe laughed. “Not unless you bought something for me last night.”
“Hell no.”
He sighed dramatically. “Oh well. A guy can dream.”
“Next question,” she said, smirking.
Was it his imagination, or did she seem shocked by the idea that she’d buy him a sex toy? Or that he’d even want one? Maybe…especially if she wanted tobehis sex toy.
Oh well. Moving on.He drew a new question card. “I got ninety-nine problems, but blank ain’t one.”
She scanned her last few cards and picked one. He did the same. Before he had to ask what her card said, she laid it down.
“Three dicks at the same time.”
