Arthur lets out a surprised laugh as he leans on the bar and waits for Nancy to take care of the drinks.

"Uh, non-existent," he says, and as far as he's concerned that's the truth. He hasn't been actively looking for that kind of companionship in a long time, and with everything going on he doesn't even feel like he has time.

(Sure, he ends up sharing a bed with the same person two or three times a week but he wouldn't consider that pertinent to the question.)