"We met at a nightclub, and we...were really only sleeping around for awhile," she explained. "Then there was a kerfluffle with an other-dimensional evil clone and...well. Things got messy. And then wonderful. And then messy again." It was really the easiest way to explain it.

"Joe, wait," she said, standing up. God, that story he just told her killed her. "Look, if things are tense at home - and I get the feeling that they might be - there's a room for you here. Or...and I realize this might make things more awkward, but my own place...it's uptown, but there's a few spare rooms, if you don't mind walls decorated with lots of ancient Greek weaponry. There's also a pretty nice private rooftop garden."