That's because I'm the only one who had my tongue down his throat.

[He ... pauses, genuinely thoughtfully, and answers Diego's glare with a suggestive eyebrow raise.]

As far as I know.

[But Diego is doing that -- thing he does, where he gets focused on something else that might actually be useful, so fine, they won't hang around the sex-and-drugs moonscape-style rave forever. Klaus shoves his hands in his pants pockets and sighs.]

I mean, obviously. If we're not both too high to find it.