" […] I have a date this afternoon." " Oh, Lord." Jake closed his eyes. " Who are you going to destroy now?" " I beg your pardon?" " The hotel would appreciate it if you'd just throw back the men you don't like without maiming them." " I haven't maimed anyone." " You almost drowned Lance, you scared Peter into heart palpitations, you stabbed Donald with a fork, and you hit Brad over the head with a bottle." Jake shook his head. " And they still ask you out. "