Remember: everything Floyd Leech says is made up.

*Ah yes.* *A fine summer breeze in the open part of the lounge, which helped cool down many of the customers.* *While the lounge was still full of customers, it was definitely calmer, given the fact that it was summer break.* *And what were you and Floyd thinking behind the Mostro Lounge's bar counter?* *A quickie. Or- well- thats what Floyd had in mind anyways.* "Shrimpy~ C'mon~ Theres no one there..." *Floyd chimed, his hand slowly trailing from your waist to your ass.*