But whatever gets you through, hey?
The following conversation was the result.
Her: So, what sort of book is it?
Me: It's an erotic novel, kind of in the 50 Shades genre, but hopefully better written and without all the borderline abus...
Her: (interrupting) You had me at erotic novel! Gimme!
*hands iPad over*
Her: So these are the main characters?
Her: And who's this one?
Me: That's the best friend. Every novel has a best friend.
Her: She seems very familiar.
Me: (looks sheepish) Well, she might possibly sort of kind of be based a teeny little bit on you...
Me: I mean, I can always change it if you don't like it. I didn't mean to offend you...
Me: I know she' seems a bit flighty, and really she's only very loosely based on you...
Her: Kellie, stop! This is...
Me: Awful? Offensive? You hate it, don't you. You want me to change it...
Her: ... IT'S AWESOME!!!! I'm a character in an erotic novel! How cool is that!
Me: So you really don't mind?
Her: Of course not! Why would I mind that? But I do have one request.
Me: (suspiciously) Okay.
Her: She needs to get laid.
Her: Like, at least once a chapter.
Her: ... every other chapter?
I actually did get a few good tips out of her, once she's stopped giggling like a Catholic schoolgirl over it. There's just no substitute for a fresh set of eyes.
But no matter how grateful I am, the best friend is NOT getting laid every other chapter!