QUOTE : I’m not put out about it—I’m taking one for the team,” she counters, riling me up even more. Taking one for the team? “Uh, plenty of women would die to dance with me” is my lame, ego-fueled reply. My lack of a social life is by choice, not lack of options. Chandler makes a show of looking around at the near destitute dance floor. “Oh my god, we should hurry and finish this dance. Just look at the line of women. It’s probably around the block—good thing this song is almost half over. Give the rest of the mob a fighting chance.” Sarcastic little asshole. And she looks so unassuming and sweet, not including the dildo I found in her room.