He did not particularly appreciate it. [Said Chilton, his eyes on Jeff. Watching. His good buddy Jeff, understandably looking stressed under the attentions of his nearly nude girlfriend.] But the fault was mine -- wasn't the correct body part.
[Frederick "I'm Too Refined To Make An Explicit Ass-Kissing Joke So I'll Say Something Ambiguous That Sounds Like Innuendo Instead" Chilton, everyone.]
Really, Raina, I hadn't expected you to -- [A beat.] Oh. [He glanced at her exploratory fingers, his shoulders suddenly tense. There was no way to subtly mask what was sure to bulge between his legs. Punishment, he assumed. So deep into his fretting was Chilton that he hadn't even noticed his good buddy Jeff Winger exposed to similar fingers.]
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[Frederick "I'm Too Refined To Make An Explicit Ass-Kissing Joke So I'll Say Something Ambiguous That Sounds Like Innuendo Instead" Chilton, everyone.]
Really, Raina, I hadn't expected you to -- [A beat.] Oh. [He glanced at her exploratory fingers, his shoulders suddenly tense. There was no way to subtly mask what was sure to bulge between his legs. Punishment, he assumed. So deep into his fretting was Chilton that he hadn't even noticed his good buddy Jeff Winger exposed to similar fingers.]