Yeah, honestly I was a little disappointed. You know I love a good orgy.

[ Oh. Maybe that was tasteless, given the whole threesome incident which feels like a hundred years ago. ]

Sorry. Here we are, we're on the fifteenth floor.

[ And Eliot is fine just trying to keep the small talk going as they take the elevator up to the apartment. It's clean thanks to him being stuck at home by himself. If it were just Quentin here, there'd be dirty cereal bowls on the coffee table and dirty clothes on the floor. Eliot goes immediately to the kitchen to find something for them to drink. ]

I never got to say thank you, by the way. At the bonfire. When you took my hand, it was - I needed it. So thanks.