Samantha talks to you about her sister

You leave the office late one night and head out to a Google happy hour that's been going on for more than an hour already. Most people are already a couple drinks in. Samantha sees you across the bar as you're ordering a beer. She leaves her conversation with Caitlin and Laura Jean to come talk to you.

"You've put quite a spell on my sister, John," Samantha says.

"I wasn't sure how much she's been telling you."

"Everything," Samantha says laughing.

"She's told you everything?" you say feigning nervousness.

"Not just told. She's shown me."

"Oh well, like photos?" you ask.

"And the messages!"

"That little slut!" you say perhaps a little too loudly.

"If my sister is a slut, then so are you!" whispers Samantha aggressively.

"I accept that. Being a little slutty can be a good thing. Don't you agree?"

"Maybe," Samantha says coyly smiling.

You get her another drink and then ask again, "So you say your sister has told you everything?"

"I know you send dirty messages to my sister like all day," Samantha says and you nod. "I know you... fucked her ass in the office." You make another face admitting guilt. "And I know you ate her out ... in my chair!"

"I'm glad you and your sister have such an open, honest relationship. She clearly knew you could be trusted not to be upset by this, or she wouldn't have told you," you say.

"Who says I'm not upset about you performing oral sex on my little sister in my chair!" Samantha says.

"Samantha, I can tell you're not really upset. It sounds like you find it exciting. And I'm sure Claire knew you would, which is why she told you." Samantha give you a doubtful look, but you can tell she's not truly upset. "Are you gonna tell me, it doesn't turn you on - even a little bit - to think about how your boss went down on a beautiful woman - one who looks a lot like you - at your desk?"

"John, you're too much!" Samantha says and takes a big drink.

"I'm not too much for Claire," you retort, and then add quietly "But I understand if you think you couldn't handle it."

"I, uh..." Samantha stammers, not sure how to reply. You can see her neck getting red. "I should get back to Caitlin and Laura Jean," she says and abruptly walks away.