He felt that something was wrong with him, so he took out his phone and called Randy.
"I have invited Arabella for lunch tomorrow."
"She didn't agree?" Randy was probably eating, with a swallowing sound from the phone.
"She agreed."
Randy was stunned for a moment and said nervously, "Do you want to invite me?"
"Scram."
Randy knew what happened. "Oh, are you here to show off? Congratulations. You've got what you wanted. Awesome. Without me, the most handsome strategist, planning for you, you wouldn't have been able to woo her successfully. How is it feeling? Are you exhilarated? Have you gotten the condoms?"
...
Jaquan finally knew what was wrong, but he felt that it was because of the long time that his sexual impulse had lessened. "I'm very calm right now."
"Come on. Without sex for so many years, you definitely are ready to sleep with the girl since you have won her over." Randy laughed sinisterly.
" ... No, that's why I'm so confused. What's wrong with me?"
"What?"