Gavin was a little groggy. It was barely 3 a.m. The living room lights seems excessively bright. Katlin sat on a chair across from him. Naked. “We need to have a serious discussion,” she said.

Gavin’s shoulders slumped. “What have I done now?”

Katlin smiled. Briefly. “Nothing.”

“Oh,” said Gavin, scratching his head. “What have I not done?”

“It’s not about that,” Katlin said. “Two things. First, you know how you got to choose our Halloween costumes last year?”

“Katlin, it’s only February. Halloween isn’t for...” Gavin counted on his fingers. “Months.”

“Right. So since you got to choose last year, don’t you think it’s fair I get to choose this year?”

“Yeah, I guess so. What do you have in mind?”

“Bees,” Katlin said. “I want to go as a cute little honey bee. And you can go as the hive.”

“The hive?”

“Yeah. I’d make a head out of papier-mâché like a bee hive.”

“Will it have holes for my eyes and mouth?”

Katlin smiled and shook her head. “You’re so silly. Of course it will have holes.”

“Good,” said Gavin. “So what’s the other thing? You said there were two things.”

“Oh yeah. I invited the guys from next door for breakfast. Do you think I should make pancakes or eggs?”

Gavin rubbed his ear. “Can’t you make both?”

“That’s what I was thinking,” Katlin said. “The thing is, we’re a bit short on eggs.”

“So you want me to go out and get some? At 3 a.m.?”

“Would you?”

Gavin rubbed his nose. “Yeah. I guess so. The Quicky-Mart should be open, right.”

“Should be,” Katlin said.

“Okay then. Anything else I can help you with?”

“No, that about covers it,” Katlin said. “You’ve been a big help. The other question is pretty much up to me.”

“What other question?” Gavin asked.

Katlin cocked her head in that way she had and adjusted her glasses. “Which of the next door guys I should fuck first.”