M1=male, never been to a strip club (at least in this century). Fairly uptight frigid guy. Does not actually know anyone named after a spice.
M2=female. wants to own a strip club, never stripped (at least in this century). Furnace. Actually danced for the Spice Girls at one time.
M2: Hey honey, I'm going to the Hustler Club for lunch today. I'm meeting some friends there.
M1: Make sure you tell my friends "cinnamon" and "cloves" that I won't be there this evening so they can rent out my private room to someone else. By the way, is the food any good there (as if I don't really know)?
M2: Not sure about the food (chuckle), Actually I know a chick that dances there by the name of cinnamon..lol In fact, I'm going to eat lunch with her.
M1: Likely story. Cinnamon got pissed at me last week because I gave "Curry" a big tip. Cat fight ensued. Not a pretty site. That's why I decided not to go there tonight. By the way, don't wait up for me tonight, I may be late at the "office."
M2: Cool. I won't wait up for you. I'll be at home tonight. I'm really curious about how the latest story on nanotechnology turns out in this month's Scientific American.
M1: Oh, I forgot to tell you about that. I put that magazine underneath my other "magazines" in the bathroom.
M2: I'll look for it there. Love you.
M1: Love you also, Tabasco.
M2: I love it when you call me that.
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