It only occurred to me this morning that my conversations with this handsome, 22-year-old classmate might sound a bit ... odd ... to the random bystander:
"So, feeling a little sore this morning?"
"Oh, not bad. But you really worked me over last night!"
"That was a lot of fun, huh?"
"Oh yeah, you really nailed that one move."
"Sorry if I hurt you."
"No worries. I'll make you pay for it when I get my hands on you tomorrow night!"
No WONDER that woman in line was staring at us!