Roomie: I hope you move [to DC].
Friend: I'd really love to. I have a feeling I would thrive there. Or end up in a huge scandal by accidentally dating a married congressman or senator.
Roomie: that isn't really scandeous anymore. It certainly isn't scandelous for the mistress in any event.
Friend: Well, I'd feel badly.
Roomie: Right. because you are a good person. I would use it to progress my career and assume the wife knew what she was getting when she married a politician.
Friend: I'd like to be a senators wife one day and I'd be livid if my hypothetical senator husband ever cheated on me.
Roomie: I promise not to be his hypothetical mistress.
Friend: Thanks. Just throwing this out there: if you are ever my hypothetical husband's hypothetical mistress, I will hypothetically kill you and make it so they never find your body. Hypothetically speaking, of course. And i'd expect no less from you if the hypothetical roles were reversed.
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