Andy and Booker have a terrible habit of picking up willing (but unsuspecting) partners for threesomes. Little do the poor mortals know they’re about to have thousands of years of experience (and no need to come up for air + a functioning death wish) unleashed upon them. There have been far too many times when starry-eyed, weak-kneed, blissed-out mortals have needed assistance getting home, remembering their own name etc after spending time with Andy and Booker and Joe and Nicky can’t take it anymore.

something along the lines of:
I hope the two of you are happy with yourselves because you’ve just ruined that young persons life. do you think they’ll have sex like that again. no. you’ve ruined sex for them. its disgraceful. At least tell me you didn’t do that thing with .... no. stop smirking at me. you did didn’t you? you did! ruined. forever! you should be ashamed of yourselves.