Who is superior?

I said, "Don't you all need to go to bed so you can get up early?" I ask.

Mark responds, "I'm not tired," and the same sly or humorous expression appears once again. I can also detect a faint tinge of desire, which I can identify.

Since there is only hardship ahead, I should go straight to bed, but I haven't eaten in a while, and the beer has already made me sluggish. In addition, my inner demon argues, evening has been filled with enough of terrible news and issues; a lighthearted game with four attractive men could be just what I need right now. I take...