[Wade scoffs at that, crossing his arms over his chest. Oh, he's @ ing you super hard right now, Mister Sweets.]

Somehow I'm finding it hard to imagine you wildin' out in your college days, broheim. Seems like you'd be more of the type of guy to hang out in the corner drinkin' seltzer water until somebody needed you as their designated driver.

You gonna be a gentleman and invite me up to your room?