probably nothing at all. it's probably just a bunch of, i don't know, fatty cysts. you can have them removed in a doctor's office. has nick seen a doctor?
well, look. how's this? you go on down to the clinic and tell that nice dr. st. luc.  . you tell him that nick's ill, he's got these lumps, and he can't get out of bed. tell him to come when you're sure nick'll be home. and don't tell nick anything. let the two of them fight it out.
so? you'll find out what's wrong and then you'll be able to relax a little bit. let him be the uptight one for a change.
oops, sorry. hi. haven't seen you here before, have i?
hi. want a drink?
was he nice to you?
good. well.  i've ordered in some vrai cuisine franaise from jean-phillipe at the cte d'azur restaurant. escargots in garlic butter.  the works. they have lovely strong delivery boys who fight their way through sleet and hail and the gloom of night just to bring me my coq au vin. and after dr. st. luc has told you that there's nothing wrong with nick that a vacation won't cure, and if nick falls asleep early again, you just come on back here for company and a late supper. you hear me?
now, i mean it. i always order enough for two and i'll just get fat and lonely if you don't show up.
there, there, there. it all gets sorted out in the genes and chromosomes. it's not for us to think about at all. it's not our problem at all, 'nine. we're just here to exist and to have a good time. exist and have a good time. do i feel good, 'nine? do i feel good to you?
make love to me, 'nine? i want you to make love to me. please, please make love to me.
let's not talk any more, 'nine, shall we? let's kiss and make up. let's kiss.  kiss and make up, shall we? 'nine?
a kiss! give him a kiss. give him a kiss.