Nope.

"What? You gave Nate some money to give me?" Amber appeared to be genuinely puzzled by this revelation. "That fink. No, he took off a couple days ago. I'd be surprised if either of us ever see him again."

Shit. There goes my little experiment. At least the controlled part of it. It was one thing when I thought I knew who Nate was going to pass the coin off to. I was more than willing to take the chance to see how second hand exposure to one of the coins would impact a lady when I thought the lady in question was going to be my hot neighbor, Amber. Sure, I had no problem giving coins to Janet and Karen, because they understood what the coins did, and said that I'd be "happy with the results." Now I had two coins out there in the wild. And while "Connie" certainly seemed to suggest I didn't need to worry about Karen and Janet's picks, I would need to be much more careful going forward.

"Well...fuck Nate then. That's a low move, essentially stealing from you on his way out the door."

"Aw, he's not that bad. It was only a dollar Mike. He's..." I interrupted her before she could finish.

"I'm not saying he is a bad guy, Amber. But the dude's loaded with family money, but did you ever see him reach for a check? Or buy a round of drinks? I know for a fact that Ellen was hounding you for his share of the rent a couple times. Sure, it was only a dollar, but he still didn't think to give it to you. Hold on, I want to make sure I don't pull a Nate and forget to pay you." I got up from the couch and went to my desk. Perhaps the power of the coins was already corrupting me, but I didn't really see any way to have Amber move into Janet's place with Karen and I if she wasn't on the same page as the others. As I was fishing a coin out of the plastic bag, I heard the sound of Amber's phone dinging as text messages were coming in, fast and furiously.

"Oh, hey, you weren't kidding! Karen's texting me pictures of your new place. Wow, it's really nice! There's a POOL? It's closer to school than we are now? Are you sure you guys don't mind me rooming with you?"

"What? Why would we mind Amber? You've always been fun to hang out with. Karen likes you, I know Janet will too. You're more than welcome to join us."

"Thanks Mike! You guys really saved my ass here. Wait...what's this that Karen's saying...'Have he coined you yet? Isn't Mike's dick amazing?' I didn't know you and Karen were fucking."

Way to jump the gun Karen. "Not sure. Mind if I take a look? Oh, and here's your dollar back. Sorry it took me so long to get it back to you." While she was willing to hand her phone to me, she seemed uninterested in the coin I was offering. Not willing to push the issue, I sat down beside her and put the coin on the coffee table. "Hmm..." I muttered, putting on my best confused face. "I think she's fucking with you. Or me. Or both of us." Time to roll a deception check. "To the best of my knowledge, Karen has not seen my dick."

"Oh? So, she wasn't the one screaming about how good your cock feels the other day?" Shit. Failed that roll. Time to take a new approach.

"Well...actually, that was Janet." Not untrue, but Amber really didn't seem to be buying what I was selling. Just then I was saved by a knock on the door.

"Jeri's Pizza! Get it while it's hot."

"I'll be right there!" I jumped off the couch like it was on fire, grateful for the diversion. "Amber, you're more than welcome to join me for dinner. Assuming you don't mind supreme pizza."

"I don't know Mike, this got weird..." As I reached for the door, I heard the distinct sound metal being dragged along the wooden veneer of my coffee table. I hustled the pizza guy through the routine of payment and small talk, noticing that his eyes kept growing wider and wider as he seemed to have trouble focusing on me. As the door closed, I took a deep breath, prayed to several deities, and turned around.

"Pizza sounds good Mike. But why don't we don't let it cool down a bit? I think I've got an appetite for something else right now."