Midge sips her wine and takes a deep breath. “I don’t know how much you know about Judaism or Jewish culture, but Jewish parents tend to vastly prefer that their children marry within the religion. I’d guess it’s to ensure the survival of the religion, since, you know, they tried to wipe us out about 20 years ago.” Only she can be glib about the Holocaust. “Temple becomes a big part of your social life, so that’s who you meet and date. I met Joel in college, but I knew I wanted to marry a Jewish man. That’s what good Jewish girls do.”

Midge walks slowly towards him, closing the gap between them. “Now, I’m divorced, and I can sleep with whomever I want to, non-Jews included.” She wraps her arms around his neck. “Just so happens that you’re not Jewish, and that’s not a dealbreaker for me. But your cock was strange when I first saw it.”