Talk:EscApe From New York/@comment-162.210.196.162-20140412004330

SPOILER ALERT

ARIA: Does this mean you’re going to make love to me tonight, EZRA? Holy shit.

EZRA: No, ARIA it doesn’t. Firstly, I don’t make love. I fuck… hard. Secondly, there’s a lot more paperwork to do, and thirdly, you don’t yet know what you’re in for. You could still run for the hills. Come, I want to show you my playroom.

ARIA:  Fuck hard! Holy shit, that sounds so… hot. But why are we looking at a playroom? I am mystified. You want to play on your Xbox?.

EZRA: No, ARIA, no Xbox, no Playstation. Come.

Producing a key from his pocket, he unlocks yet another door and takes a deep breath.

EZRA: You can leave anytime. The helicopter is on stand-by to take you whenever you want to go, you can stay the night and go home in the morning. It’s fine whatever you decide.

ARIA: Just open the damn door, EZRA.

ARIA feels like I’ve time-traveled back to the sixteenth century and the Spanish Inquisition.

ARIA: Holy fuck!.