An issue arises.

Josh's phone beeped. He opened his text messages to see his friend Ethan had asked if he wanted to hang out. He pulled into the parking lot of the bank and parked, replying back.

After a few back and forth messages, however, he realized his mistake from earlier. Sure, the rule was great for evading any smack in the head by Sara for getting with Liz, at least for that moment. But now girlfriends and wives everywhere were trying to get their guys to have sex with their ex-girlfriends and ex-wives. Ethan in particular was asking for an outing to some distant campsite because he wanted to avoid having sex with his previous ex as insisted by his current busty fiancee. Not everyone felt the same way after all.

Josh winced. "Sorry bud," he murmured. Ethan didn't know that he was responsible for it, of course, and in this world there was probably some accountability to be had on his part if this was simply how things have always been -- considering that was the case. Nevertheless, Josh wondered if he should try to re-word what he had jotted, or give it some kind of addendum. Quickly he pulled up the app and set his fingers upon the buttons.