Scott: There's been an incident...and I'd like to talk about it.
Rogue: Okay?
Remy: Out with it then.
Scott, uncomfortable:...I saw Logan's maple tree.
Rogue: His sex pistol?
Remy: His middle stump?
Scott: Guys--
Rogue: His joy stick?
Remy: His trouser snake?
Scott: It's not--
Rogue: His lance of love?
Remy: His knobgoblin?
Rogue: His ground squirrel?
Scott, nodding: Yeah...yeah, I saw his ground squirrel.
Remy: Well don't leave us in suspense. What happened?
Scott: I was coming down the hall, he was coming out of the bathroom, naked as a jaybird for some fucking reason, and I...yeah. Complete package.
Rogue: And what's the verdict?
Scott: I'm reconsidering my sexuality, to be honest.
Remy: You joking, home?
Scott, blushing: That, my friend, is no joke.













