...n. “Yes?” she says in her huskiest voice into the speaker.
“Hi, Glenn. Glad you could make it. Are you alone?”
“No, I brought Jillian with me and she’s pissed!” comes the reply and Lois and Bonnie’s eyebrows both raise. Then Quagmire adds “Yes of course I’m alone.”
Lois calls him a jerk through the intercom but lets him in just the same.
“He’s just playing games” Bonnie says.
“Yeah, well he’s hung like a mule. I’ll let him play whatever games he wants.” Lois says. still standing outside the Jacuzzi when the sliding glass door opens and Quagmire steps out onto the patio. He’s wearing a worn pair of Levi’s and a black t-shirt both probably a size smaller than would be totally comfortable but accentuating his biceps, shoulders and thighs.
“This must be your friend” he says. “She’s hot.” “giggity” “giggity” “giggity.”
“That’s Bonnie from next door you dim wit” Lois says going over to him and reaching under his shirt. “She didn’t believe me when I was telling her you were coming over here.”
Quagmire laughs. It’s a deep-toned almost pirate laugh. Instead of his usually “giggity” “giggity” “giggit...