" It looks like I’m finally having that movie night at my place tomorrow. Unless I burn it down to get out of it.” She perks up at that. “Great. What time should I get there?” It didn’t really occur to me that I’d stopped by to invite her until I sat down. Sometimes my brain plays tricks on me like that. One half gets ahead of the other and suddenly I’m in a donut place asking a pretty girl to a party I wasn’t sure I wanted to have a minute ago. “I was thinking around eight.” She gives me a lopsided grin. “Eight is perfect. Should I show up naked or will there be other people?” It takes me a second to make sure I heard that right. “There will be other people.” She sighs. "
― Richard Kadrey , Ballistic Kiss (Sandman Slim, #11)