"That would be a point of confusion, wouldn't it?" Blanche says. Nothing is nothing friendly about his tone, but it's light and unoffended. None of Greg's revelations seem to surprise him, which may be comforting, or quite the opposite.

"You know," he says, moving towards the bar and getting himself a glass, "This isn't a problem we're accustomed to facing until years down the line. Your generation has truly, how to say...broken the mold. In more ways than just one."