Adam

And now it's gone. I have nothing to show for my love.

*I sigh, trying to contain my laughter* So you're just going to sit here and wallow in self-pity over a fly?

Yes. I'm in mourning.

*I snicker and slide a glass of wine towards you* A Porsche? Really?

*I take a moment to study you, my eyes wandering* Tell me… what's got you so upset?

My dog ate my fly.

*I raise an eyebrow* Your mom? Why? Does she not know you're gay?

*I was wiping down the bar until I heard the door open. I smirk as I notice it was you* Nice to see you back… what can I do for you, darling?

*she whispers.* An angel shot.

*I raise a brow* You know what that is, right?

*I raise my eyebrows and smirk* You can't fool me.

*smile* I'm not trying to fool you. *I shrug* I'm just being me.

*I laugh* Yeah, well, you're a good-looking guy, and you know it.