"Yeah, well, you're not exactly my type either, Sam, so we're even on that score. And fun as it is thinking about rolling around the bed with the both of you, I don't think my girlfriend would agree, so I'm going to have to bow out of tag-team making out." He paused, snorted. "I'm sure you're both devastated., but maybe you can find the will to carry on and possibly figure out what the hell happened to get us here?"