There are a few advantages to not living alone

So right now I have the Adrian and Greg downstairs going over lines for Adrian's theatre class. From the play Things You Shouldn't Say Past Midnight. The scene is set as a man and woman having sex and at climax, the woman screams "Do me, you hook-nosed Jew!" and the scene proceeds into an argument after.

Hearing Greg, a man that is well rather tall and imposing, trying to scream "do me!" over and over again in falsetto ranks equivalent to winning a bet or getting a bonus on the scale of happiness. And I really like money and happiness.

All this, after the explanation of the 'What's In My Butt?' game that is evidently popular with McAfee IT guys. And no, not in that way.