A little background. This is a story about theater kids. And they like to quote Shakespeare. (Come on, who doesn’t?) Mostly sweet-nothings and insults, because no one outdoes the Bard there. So here are our two lovers discussing a Shakespearean term.
ANDREW: Damn it, you give me such a bone-ache.
ME: You’re so using that quote wrong. Shakespeare didn’t mean a boner. He meant syphilis. You just told me I give you syphilis.
ANDREW: Nuts. Sorry.
ME: It’s okay. Listen. We’re just going to have to eat the cost.
ANDREW: I love eating–
ME: Can it with the innuendo, Andrew. For fuck’s sake.