If you get the soldier drunk he will tell you all about his past lives…

“Rome!” he said. “Now that is a city.”

I stared. “Rome, huh? And you had no love ever in any of your lives until you met me?”

That’s right.”

“Well tell me this,” I asked, drinking myself and hoping to trip him up. “How do you live in a city like Rome and have no love?”

“Oh, P, get off the space shuttle!” he said shaking his head and snorting. “You’re a gladiator! You be a warrior! No one wants to be with one of those guys.”

“They don’t?”

“Hell no. I’m joining Special Forces, that’s what I said. Oh really you said? Bye then! He had a grin covering his entire face.

“I didn’t say that,” I said.

“Yes you did. That is the condensed version anyway.”

I didn’t say anything because come on. I had some wine to sip.