"What are you going to screw up? We've agreed you can have sex with other people. You've said women only, so it might seem like screwing up if you have sex with a guy, but it wouldn't be. It might not make me happy, but I wouldn't break up with you over it. You're okay with me being with Molly or other people if I want, but I really don't want to be with anyone else besides Molly, so me sleeping around isn't going to be an issue."

Sam tried to think it through and shrugged. "I mean, okay, if you got back with Dyson, that probably wouldn't be okay. But I'd like to think we'd be able to talk about it. If we couldn't, it would probably be because Regina broke your jaw more than anything," he said and offered her a little smile.

"I'm not saying we'll never break up, because we might--" They wouldn't. Sam didn't do break ups. All his girlfriends died. "But if we did, it would be because we decided we should. Not because some horrible thing you did made us crash and burn."