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The morning after (I wasn't talking about the comic...):
 Holden: You seemed weirded out back there. Banky: That's my couch you were fucking on. Holden: Sorry. Banky: Wanted to watch some tv. Hard to do when your best friend's wrapped around his naked rugmunch on your couch. Holden: She had boxers on. Banky: This is all gonna end badly. Holden: You don't know that. Banky: I know you. You're way too conservative for that girl. She's been around and seen things you've only read about it in books. Holden: Hey I've read about them so, we're prepared. Banky: There's no we here. You're gonna have to go through alone. It's one thing to read about shit, something different when you're forced to deal with it on a regular basis. When you guys are walking in a mall and both your heads turn at a really nice looking chick it's gonna eat you up inside. You'll spend most your time wondering when the other shoe's gonna drop. 'Cause for you this isn't about cool weird sex stuff. It's about love. Holden: Maybe it is for her as well. Banky: Somehow I doubt it. Holden: Everybody's not out to get somethin in life. Banky: Everybody has an agenda, allright. Everyone. Holden: Yourself? Banky: My agenda is to watch your back. Holden: To what end?  Banky: To insure that all this time we've ... spent together building something isn't wasted. Holden: Nah, she's not gonna ruin the comic. Banky: [pause] I wasn't talkin' about the comic. I'm gonna go get a bagel. Clean off my fucking couch so I can watch tv. | |||||||
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Banky standing frozen over Holden and Alyssa -- the morning after they had sex for the first time (on his couch)