But what does he do to qualify as a sonovabitch?” Jenny asked.<br />“Make me”, I replied.<br />“Beg pardon?”<br />“Make me”, I repeated.<br />Her eyes widened like saucers. “You mean like incest?” she asked.<br />“Don’t give me your family problems, Jen. I have enough of my own.”<br />“Like what, Oliver?” she asked, “like just what is it he makes you do?”<br />“The ‘right things’”, I said. <br />“What’s wrong with the ‘right things’?” she asked, delighting in the apparent paradox.