[Andy doesn't recoil but he gives a little startled pull back, looking down immediately so he can rub his hand against his nose and huff out a still embarrassed breath. He knows sex city's the like worst place to be a virgin in, you don't need to tell him that, Oliver. But he's also not going to tell you that either. He rolls his eyes after a beat, huffing a second harder breath before leaning back in his chair. Out of the reach of any more caressing hands.]
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Deal. I can order what I want?