Star:Why?
Conor:Because I’m not sure if you would want me to think of you in that way.
Star:Hmm.
Conor:Jesus, are we back to that?
Star:I don’t suppose you’d think of every hacker you’ve come across in the bath.
Conor:No, lol.
Star:Is it because anyone with tits would do?
Conor:No.
Star:Why then?
Conor:Because you’re you.
Star:Okay.
Conor:Okay?
Star:Yes. You can think of me in the bathtub.
Conor:You know what that leads to, don’t you?
Star:Yes. I already said the dirty words 'jack off.' I’m not a nun, Conor.
Conor:You only act like one.
Star:Sex has always been a weapon for me.
Conor:That’s very candid of you.
Star:I’m a very candid person.
Conor:I’m aware of that. This is just more candid than usual.
Star:We’re talking about you jacking off, Conor. I’m not sure you could handle more candor. I already feel like you’re squirming and I don’t know why.
Star:You’re a handsome man. You’re experienced. For God’s sake, you’re one of the city’s most eligible bachelors. So why are you nervous talking to me about this?
Conor:Because I don’t want to push you too far. If I did, I feel like I wouldn't know until I never heard from you again and you were in Siberia or something.
Star:You haven’t pushed me too far.
Conor:Good.
*Ten minutes later*
Star:Do you have hang-ups?
Conor:From my past?
Star:Yes.
Conor:We’re talking sex, right?