Don't Screw This Up
There were three of them, guys so pretty that many women could envy their beauty.
A man carrying a bag filled with cans of beer leaned against the driver's window.
"Just look at this rarity."
Both were far to thirty and wore black faux leather jackets. The driver poked his head out of an equally black German sports car that had its glory days a good twenty years ago and glanced in the indicated direction.
"Phew, phew," he whistled. "In such a hole?"
"These two slimmer - it's hard to tell if it's a guy or a woman. Such are at a premium, no?"
The driver looked at them for a moment, then pulled his head back.
"Get in, don't make a sensation."
The man carrying the beer quickly took his place in the passenger seat. He noticed his buddy watching all three of them in the rearview mirror.