Nerva: "Hey, man! Middling-to-bad touch!"

Claw: "Oh. Wow, I, uh, think we have some mis-communication."forced perspective

Claw: "I'm sorry-- I thought you, uh- were on board for some fun of a sex-based nature-- ..Based on th' parking lot make out*, & then asking to HIDE OUT at MY PLACE..."

Nerva: "Yeah -- I- I donno.. I was INTA it, then- in TH' MOMENT it wuz, ... like, th' MOST COMFORTIN' ROMANTIC thing EVER-"

Claw: "& now?"

Nerva: "I donno, man-- just gettin my jolies seems so- ORDINARY.."

Claw: "You, uh-- have some COMPLICATED demands for being RESCUED & WOOED."

Nerva: "Yeah - we should probably just do one well, rather than two badly..."

Claw: "Yup."

Nerva: "Uh-huh."

Claw: "Well- we're on m'floor."

Nerva: "Dag-- I still haven't made up my mind"

Claw: "You what?"

Nerva: "Uh... I'm not sure if I'd rather be RESCUED or WOOED... I mean--"

Nerva: "It's a matter of DELAYED GRATIFICATION vs. not bein' a MORON."

Claw: "uh."

Claw: "It is entirely possible that you may ELIVATE LONGING & POOR JUDGEMENT into a form of BURLESQUE."

Nerva: "Yup. That sounds like me"

Claw: "So, uh-- home sweet home."