It is 5:30am.
Gemma speaking to GR- "Good morning. Are you horny?" .. as they embrace each other while awakening.
GR- "Ohhh, I could be. Are you horny?" He's tired but obviously, he's slightly more horny than tired.
Gemma- "OK, let's cut the crap. It's 5:30. If you want to have sex, let's take care of that before we run out of time." No, it was not said begrudgingly. She was truly afraid the sex wouldn't happen.
GR- "What... are you watching the clock?"
Gemma- "Yes, I am. It's 5:30. We woke up late."
So they do a fun, quickie. It is now 5:40.
Afterwards, Gemma tells him--- "NOW I'll answer your question. No, I was not horny. I was too tired to be horny." (They were out last night and didn't get to bed until late.) She continues explaining to him, "But I was afraid that if we didn't get to it, we would have run out of time before you had to shower for work." GR- Seemingly happy and content that they used the time wisely.
Gemma and GR- Reluctantly crawl out of bed to begin their outside-the-bedroom day. GR will be in meetings all day... with a big smile plastered on his face. Gemma will be in and out the house today, bringing kids, picking up kids, going to the gym, doing stuff at home, etc.... with a big smile on her face, too.
They pull the car into the office parking lot and they part.
The moral of the story, if there is one:
Who says you can't enjoy passion within 10 minutes of time?