Enter Justin & the Gentleman.

“What is it you want to dialogue about? I’m all ears, “ exclaimed Justin.

“There’s another man in my life, “ confessed the Gentleman.

“You're joking?” said Justin feebly.

“I’m not, “ said the man.

“But what hypocrisy, deceit, betratyal! I was a fool to have you! What’s the fucker’s name? “ demanded Justin.

“His name’s Roderick, “ replied the man

“Is he a visual artist? “ inquired Justin with suspicion.

“No, he’s a fucking plumber, “ replied the man sarcastically.

“Damn straight he’s an artist, you idiot, “ he added sincerely.

“But what am I to do?” implored Justin.

"Ask Tim, ask Bob and follow through “ recommended the man.

“A drink! I must have a drink!! “ exclaimed Justin.

Here’s vodka, “ said the Gentleman producing a bottle of Grey Goose.

“Vodka? Where did the vodka come from?” queried Justin.

“We confiscated it from relative of yours although he doesn’t know it, “replied the man

“I daresay it beats a beer popsicle, “ commented Justin after the first shot.

“It certainly does, “ admitted the Gentleman.