"Slow down, man" , he says. He's not going to hang out with the "sister ship" anymore. He doesn't want to be a part of her "business" . He just wants to have a good time. He asks if he can have a drink with him. He tells him he'll be back soon. "Good ness" has had a good night's sleep, and he's ready to hit the road. "Hey, buddy, I'd like to be your drinking buddy to the night," he says, "that might just be the ticket for getting pored over in a good get-together." "Fine," says the guy, "I'll get right back to you soon." "Sure," says he. "You're going to be right." "What are you like?" "I don't know." "I haven't been." "Whoa, what's going on?" "There's nothing between us." "Dude, you're not the reason I'm hanging out with you." "Stop acting like a jerk." "Why are you hanging out like this?" "No, it's just the way you act."