Joe sat up and swung himself into a sitting position on the bed with his be-socked feet on the floor.  How do two men talk to each other when they've not really talked much? especially about something as women-ly as 'feelings'? What do they say?

"It's okay." Joe knew deep down it wasn't, but now was hardly the ideal time to point that out, so he focused on his own recent failings. "I'm sorry fer the drinkin', I wasn't thinkin' clearly. It won't happen again."