I knew they smoked pot and cooked great food.

They live in the next building and their balcony is about a half floor below mine. Tonight we chatted, I tossed my tin whistle over to the Irish one and we had a grand chat for an hour.

Why do they have to live so close? I want a MFM and they'd be perfect but then, if things became awkward, I'd have to avoid my lovely balcony!

What would you ladies do? Give in to your primal urge for two men or play the Doris Day-esque geek and not show those two sex gods your interest in order to preserve your friendly greeting balcony time?