Well he could if he wanted, but... say, do you know him at all?

[He watches distastefully as Cesar scoops up his counterpart.]

Here's a thought. What if I'm every bit as "real" as he is, and I'm really your boyfriend? We've done more, haven't we?

[He leans against the stairway's banister, still munching bacon, making no immediately move to lead the way to where the beds are.]

We could make the best of this time. No inhibitions, no neuroses, no problem. Admit you at least liked that.