"I'm sure you'll tell me." She replied with a perfectly applied red Chanel sneer.
"Starts with a 'C', ends with a 'T'. Care to guess?" His whiskey and cigarettes filled her nostrils, making her hate him more.
"Close enough." And he kissed her again.
Merci to G-Man and many X's and O's (red, of course) for being a splendidly X'able host...