"Oh, I'm sure there's better, but back in the States, you've gotta take what you can get, you know?"<br/><br/>He wondered idly what Andrea's life must be like. Being paid - and paid well! - to have sex with people. People that he may not necessarily want to have sex with. Had he had awful clients? Old, fat, disgusting men who would just want to pork him and go? Who wouldn't appreciate him as the human being that he is? The thought bothered Jay, and he realized that he was getting dangerously close to falling for the young Italian. He had to remind himself that he was not here to get his heart broken.<br/><br/>"I'll be in my room, I'm sure," he said, still distracted, but for different reasons now. "What time?"