It can be touchy to discuss the romantic entanglements of mutual friends. I tried to shut it down with a, "Well, I'm sure it's much more complicated than that." To which the new one replied, "It always is with girls."
"Oh really? We're always the ones complicating things?" I asked. I think there was enough warning in my voice to signal that he was wading into danger territory.
"Well, you're not so bad."
"No, you're pretty simple for a girl. That's why I'm so lucky."
"Yeah, you're always all, 'What the fuck are you talking about?'"
The thing is, I wasn't sure if being glad to hear such a thing made me a bad feminist or something.
But more honestly, I'm just relieved that I still have him fooled.