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*Appears, looking faintly amused*

Yes?

I couldn't remember what it was to get a hold of you. And I'm pretty sure I didn't do it right the other day. *gestures to his healing black eye* Of course, at full tilt and waving a gun around, I don't think I remembered my own name.

So, it's just say your name, right?

I made the joke that it was a bull penis but yes, you just need to say my name.

*Stepping forward, he studied the black eye* What happened exactly?

Right. The bull penis. That's where my poor pickled brain got confused. Bull penis translated into flashing, which is less than convenient.

One of my charges got away. The black eye is the least of my worries. But the ladies love a shiner.

*He just chuckles* It's why we dropped the idea.

So my father has always told me but then again, he's biased. Did you get him or her back?

Bull penis was often confused for flashing? That's pretty prideful.

I suppose the definition of 'back' is an open one. He will not be bothering the general public any more.

Haven't met many Greeks and/or Romans have you? Or...most of the male population of the modern day men?

Hmm, very good. So is something wrong then?

I've a very narrow view of the world, these days. Job hazard. And pride is a sin, a deadly one, so I try to steer clear.

*has the good sense to be a little embarrassed* Well, besides wanting to clear up that whole summoning thing... No, nothing's wrong, per se. I just... Well, I might be in need of a little advice. And while you aren't the most unbiased person I could find, it did seem appropriate to ask you, especially since you've taken it upon yourself to watch my back a little bit.

Well, you let me know how that continues to go?

*Arches a brow, faintly amused* Well, what do you need advice on?

I'll keep you duly informed.

Women. Particularly the best way to keep from strangling them all and going into seclusion.

That would be appreciated.

....Become a priest?

I was afraid you were going to say that. Too bad it is far too late for me. Damn the Fathers. *crosses himself*

*He chuckled, crossing his arms* Only other thing I can do for you is make it so that you don't want to have sex.

You can do that?

*Just gives him a look*

Okay, that was a stupid question, yes.

Is this like an all or nothing thing?

*Shrugs, sliding his hands into his pockets*

Well, do you have specific people you want to stay away from?

This is all an academic discussion, but it's not so much people as acts. And, really, asking for your help would be cheating. A personal vow of celibacy is pointless when you have someone guarantee it. I'm already going to have a ton of shit to confess, I'm not sure cheating myself needs to go on that list.

Still, it is nice to know I have options.

Ah, not sure if you have the will power to avoid certain acts? *He arched a brow, studying the other man quietly without smirking. He didn't want to offend him, not that such things really bothered him of course*

Well, if you ever need help with that, let me know. I can make sure you stay out of trouble.

After last night, no, I am not certain I can avoid some acts. And the grief I am getting for it is giving me a headache.

But thank you, it is good to know I do have the option. *sighs softly* I shouldn't have gone to dinner. I should have just kept it as a lunch.

Want to back up and explain? Tell me what happened?

Well, since you've come all this way and been very accommodating in answering my question, yes, I'll back up.

So, my run in with my escapee caused me to miss a lunch appointment with another person on my list to bring in. To make it up to her, I took her to dinner. We both got a little bit drunk and I walked her home. I ended up sitting on her couch, having a non work related conversation with her. Anyway, she eventually expressed an interest in a kiss, with I gave in to.

It never got further than kissing, despite the fact that she made herself quite at home in my lap. I ended up passed out on her couch, and woke up dressed and alone. Nothing untoward happened, but I am now being griefed by one of her friends because I should have known better.

Yes, I should have known better, but I did not take advantage of the girl.

*Stands there, listening*

So...was kissing the girl a problem or is it because a friend is butting into the situation?

*smiles* Bless you. The problem is mostly mine. Just because I didn't do anything doesn't mean I didn't want to.

Bless me? *Chuckles a bit* So...what is the problem with wanting to do something with her?