Well Met, Flirters and Squirters

Hey, Frank.

High profile listeners tonight.

I hope you're bringing the goods.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Um, some real high rollers listening tonight.

You better be on your game.

I like that.

I like that.

Keep your chips where I can see them, you five card stud.

Be careful how you draw.

You might bust in my slots.

Oh, no, no. [dress ruffles] Oh, God, Christ, this dress itches.

Curse these hefty hooters of mine.

Come on.

Oh, switch.

Oh, it's no use.

Oh, hey there, ficus.

What long fronds you have.

The better to itch your boobies with, my dear.

Oh, you sure? [laughs] I just, I'd hate to impose.

Sure, I'm sure.

Remember what Frank does to me? Well, I suppose what's good for the gander is good for the goose in desperate times.

Come here.

[pot plant thuds] Give me that little stalk.

[grunts] I'll just thread you down there.

[moans] Uh-huh.