Charles

“What's your name?"
"A.A.Winters."
"What, that's your name?"
"Yes," I said impatiently, "that's my name."
"That's what people call you?"
"Like in bed, or whatever? They call you A.A.Winters?"
I met his eyes. "No, in bed they call me God."
He laughed again, the same uninhibited cackle. "Like it”
― Alexis Hall, Glitterland

“So why are you telling me?"

"Well, for one thing, because I expect that Carnac will try to find some way to mention it, and if I hadn't told you first, you'd be thoroughly pissed off about it when he did."

Warrick said nothing. Well, it had been a fifty-fifty bet which way round would prove more hassle in the end.

"Warrick, if there'd been another way—"

"No, no. I understand. I was merely contemplating the fact that informing me that you had sex with someone else last night—after drugging him—falls under the heading of your being unusually considerate.”
― Manna Francis, First Against the Wall