One night at Christians house.
I was genuinely focused on being kind and celebrating existence and enjoying Christian and his new wife’s company.
We had just dropped off a collaborator at a hotel near the airport. Mostly I wanted food.
After a bit of booze, we decided on a place.
Moments later, Christian flashed a gesture that usually means an inch. Or a bit. Maybe a little bit. Point is, he used his index finger and thumb, slightly separated by half-an-inch of air, to let me know he wanted something I had.
He sent this signal while his new wife was changing clothes, after working a shift. He mentioned the shift paid $100/hr.
Despite what Mr. and Mrs Christian say, at no point in the night had I offered anything.
TL;DR: Christians are assholes.