Joe's pretty sure he's never seen anybody do anything that filthy and he knew some pretty fuckin' dirty girls back in San Francisco. He stares, for a long moment. You just don't think about guys you fought with doing things like that and all for your benefit. You don't think about it, and then it's just happening, one day, just like that.

He walks across the room.

"Why?" he says, lifting one foot to nudge Web's side with his knee, leaning his weight onto the bed. "Whaddya want?"