"Christ, she's leveling up all over town," Coop answers, and he's only half-joking because he's admittedly been slacking lately. He'd brought a girl home last night, but she'd been the first--no, second--since he'd gotten out of that stupid cave, the one that had fucked him up with all these thoughts and considerations that he wouldn't have had if shit in this town didn't happen so often.

He's actively choosing not to think about that right now, though, because Coop isn't really interested in letting whatever confusion has seeped in since then weigh him down tonight while he's surrounded by good company. "You're right, it does suck to be me but don't I get another chance? I heard pastries in bakeries are an aphrodisiac, you know. Definitely did not just make that up."