Somehow you find a way to turn this into a feminist existential diatribe based on one off-hand-non-gendered-hot-tub comment. So you just assume a hot tub must be in reference to women? What if he just likes broing out with his boys in the hot tub? Do you see the frivolity in always looking at life through a particular lens? Anyway, enough with the men-hate-women-shtick on here lately.