Hugo Jarry and George Hearst in “A Constant Throb”

Perhaps then, rather, at this moment--having had in fact no connection to the regrettable incident involving Mrs. Ellsworth--you are Socrates to my Alcibiades, taking it upon yourself to edify me?

Are you saying you want to fuck me?

[confused] What?

Well, you keep calling yourself Alcibiades to my Socrates. Are you proposing some sort of a homosexual connection between us?

I'd forgot that part of the story.