Detective Rob Kirchen

"What about you?" Patsy asked. "Did you sleep with Rebecca?"
"God, no."
"Did you want to?"
"No," Peter said.
"It's nice to know that true queers exist," Patsy said.
"I'm more than that," Peter said.
"Yeah, but you've never slept with a woman, have you?"
"No."
"How old were you when you knew?"
"Twelve," Peter said.
"And Rob?"
"He didn't know until he met me, and that was about a decade ago."
"You wouldn't want him to deny his true nature," Patsy said.
"That's why I'm talking to you," Peter said.
"You want me to stay away?"
"I did at first, but now I want you to be our friend."
"Ok," Patsy said.
"You can't take Rob away from me," Peter said. "He's all that I have."
"What about your family?"
"They're Christians," Peter said.
"Do you hate Christians?" Patsy asked.
"They live manic-depressive lives."
"So, you feel sorry for them?"
"I don't feel anything for them."
"That's the spirit," Patsy said.
"That's very funny, Patsy."
"Do you like Christians?" Peter asked.
"I'm a Christian," Patsy said.
"Do you believe in heaven?" Peter asked.