Megan is probably not the right person to have this discussion with. She’s a bit of a free spirit. She’s the kind of girl who had sex in the back of a truck on prom night. With a teacher. Named Mrs. Philips.

“She just completely killed the moment and danced on its grave,” Adam says.

He has no roadmap for this particular trip.

Kris doesn't mind when life gives him lemons. He is good at making the best of lemons. He just thinks it sucks that when life gave him crème brûlée, he didn't know what to do with it.

"Sex and office supplies; not a good mix," he informs Kris, like it was Kris' idea to use the desk when there is a perfectly good couch in the room.