“Well, you see, I don’t really care about your sexuality. I mean, the truth is, love is a chemical release. At its very core, it’s animals breeding. Well, of course, humans had to go and make a muck of it all, you know -- designating ‘genders’ and ‘sexualities’ that really don’t matter. What’s it matter to me, who you kiss?”

He flicked the newspaper a bit, which he had not looked up from the whole time. He pushed up his glasses briefly.

“There’s a sale at K-Mart today....”