'You've never been most women. But you objected the one time,' two times, three?, 'I called you a whore in the past. It's almost the same thing.'

He's not apologising for doing that - they weren't talking, he had eaten that candy, just wanted to piss you off; all justified reasons, he thinks.

He kisses her again, starts to walk her backwards towards the bed.

'I think I can do better than read the phone book.'

Much better.