"That's Mother fucker to you, thanks," I quipped back, before standing up and tossing off frivolously, "But now that you know I love you with all my heart for reasons besides awesome sex, I really have to pee."

I grabbed a robe and went to the bathroom. When I returned, Miranda had a robe on too and was on the phone.

When she hung up she said, "Room service will be here soon."

"Good, I'm famished," I said, looking at the clock. "Is it really eleven?"

"That's what the clock says, and the lamp told me it only lies when we've been drinking," Miranda quipped, her sarcastic wit on full...