"What would you rather spend your money on: a nice car or a nice apartment?"

"Hmmm," she murmured. "A nice apartment. Definitely."

I wrinkled my brow. "Really? I would totally spend it on a nice car."

"Yea, that's 'cause you're a guy. Guys would rather spend money on a car than an apartment. But girls are all about making their homes look nice."

I shifted in my seat. "See, for me, my apartment is just for storage, sleeping, and shitting."

"That's very eloquent of you."

"Thanks."

She looked at me and smirked. "I was being sarcastic."

"Oh. Well, but seriously, that's all I need it for. I don't do a lot of entertaining there. I don't have a TV. And I'm mostly at work or going out. Unless I'm sleeping or shitting."

She sat forward and regarded her coffee carefully. "I would actually argue that you're home more than you are out."

"Hmmm." I scratched my chin. My eyes narrowed for a moment, then slowly opened. "Okay, I can see that. Maybe. If I count all the hours I sleep. And it's not like I go out every night anyways."

"Right. On weekday nights, you probably go right home after work, then just sit around and chill, right?"

"Yea. Talk on the phone. Watch a DVD. Read a book. Yea, true."

She tilted her head. "How do you watch DVDs if you don't have a TV?"

"On my laptop."

"Oh, okay." She sat back. "You're such a geek."

"Thanks. THAT I'll take as a compliment."

"If that makes you feel better."

I grinned and took a sip of coffee. "But back to the question. Even though I may spend more hours at home, I do spend a fair amount of time in my car too. My commute is roughly half an hour each way."

"You don't take the train?"

"I want to start doing that at least one or two days a week. But sometimes my hours are funky enough that the train's schedule doesn't always work."

"Oh, 'cause you have to work late."

I nodded. "Yea. And living in California means having to drive to places to hang out with friends. Sometimes I'll pick up friends along the way. So if I'm doing all that, I'd rather spend my money on a nice car."

"I guess you're right. Spending your money on a car seems to make sense for you."

"And for you, you entertain quite a bit. You always seem to have dinner parties and stuff."

She shrugged. "Not as many as I'd like. But yea, I like cooking and throwing dinner parties. That's why I'd also rather spend money on nice things for my apartment, so my place can look nice."

"And you think that's the same for all girls? That they all like to cook and throw parties and buy things for their apartments?"

She studied her coffee and blinked a few times. "Well, I'm not saying that all girls like to cook and throw parties and stuff. But I think most girls would rather spend money on a nice apartment rather than on a nice car."

"Wouldn't that be gender stereotyping then?" I arched my brow.

"I don't know. I'm not trying to stereotype. But that's what I would guess, at least for the majority of girls out there."

"I see…" I scratched my chin stared at her.

"I know, why don't you ask this question on your website and see what people say. Let's see if most guys would rather spend their money on a nice car, and most girls would rather spend their money on a nice apartment."

"Hey, good idea!"

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What would you rather spend your money on: a nice car or a nice apartment?