[Alex struggles to keep his face from turning red at that. Even if he wasn't completely stricken about how he thought of her more and more lately, he definitely wasn't about to show her his torso -- Alex wasn't one to care about looks, but for some reason, the idea of slowly removing clothes versus him revealing the ugly scar on his chest made him feel downright self-conscious. He totally wants to see her naked. Oh, jesus, Alex, you want to see your friend naked.]

We could play War.

[It slips out and then he feels stupid; she's been on the battlefield.]

I mean -- not War. It's called War. But there's nothing really all that special about it. It's good for... taking up time while people talk?

[Yes, let's talk. Talkin's good.]