Zbigniew asks Dave the bartender for a pen and grabs a cocktail napkin and draws a simple flowchart diagram, explaining the symbols to Karen. Karen is unhappy. Her relationship with her husband is not what she wants it to be.
"Jules's a perfectly nice guy, a good supporter and kind. He cooks. He cleans. He reads. He just not into me."
"We haven't had sex in two years."
Zbig tosses back the end of his Sazerac. It needs more bitters.
"Two years? Why could it be he's not having sex with you? Is he gay?"
Zbigniew's eyes take a long look up and down Karen's body. Karen is a woman of a certain age. 40-ish, well-kempt, tightly wrapped in fancy clothes and balancing on nice rounded heels. She has nice titties and a fabulous ass. She casually brushes her thigh against his.
"That would make sense but I don't think so."
"Is he physically healthy?"
Karen cocks her head.
Zbigniew clears his throat.
"...uhm, can he get a boner?"
"Not with me."
Zbig makes a decision. Gonna have to bang her. Gonna have to get the freak on. There will be fucking. Oh yes, there will be fucking. The rest is just details, arrangements and timing. Soon she will be sucking the love snot out of his fuck stick. Zbigniew smiles to himself and orders another sazerac.
"More bitters this time Dave."