Kicking and Screaming Page #9

Are there any flights to Prague?

Uh, we have a shuttle that goes

to international terminals.

Then you change for Paris,

and change there for Prague.

And the shuttle, uh, I-leaves when?

In an hour.

Put me on it.

I'm sorry, sir.

That flight's all booked.

Everybody else in America has been to Prague.

What's the big deal, you send one extra?

I'm sorry.

You see, I've been needing to go there

for a long time now.

I mean, there's Czech and Slovakia

and a big Jewish cemetery...

and the opera house and -

Maybe that's Vienna where the opera house is.

But that's nearby, you know.

Given the opportunity,

I'd hit Vienna too.

Hell, I'd do all of Europe,

given a chance.

I can imagine Jane and some Praguian idiot

dancing the night away.

A horrible image.

And the coffee -

See, all I know is American coffee.

Or the beer.

Whatever's good over there.

It's gotta all be better over there.

And nothing I eat has any taste.

This has been such a strange time.

I wonder, if I was there now,

how would things be different.

Isn't there a big bridge with statues on it?

I seem to remember that

from a history class.

Jane and some guy

kissing on the bridge...

in public.

No, it's Jane

and some Czech writer.

Image kills me.

Just great. This is so frustrating,

because I'm terrible at conflict. I hate it.

And if I'd imagined this problem

while falling asleep one night...

I don't think I would have

spoken up to you.

Even in my fantasy life I just would

have accepted it. That's who I am.

But today I have to go.

I have to.

And when I tell people about this in the future,

I know that -

it'll be the time that I went.

And I know that when I review

this whole episode in my head...

I'm not gonna know what I did

or why I did it.

I think they've done something

with the real Grover.

But it'll make a good story

of my young adult life.

You know,

the time I chose to go to Prague.

I'll look back on it and I won't believe

that I actually went, you know. I went away.

So let me go.

I have to. I need -

Just put me on the plane.

Let me go.

I think I can find a seat for you.

Very good, Mr. Cary.

Now I'll just have to see your passport.

You can always go tomorrow.

Mmm.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Sorry.

This is for my confession in the bar.

I'm - I'm a little drunk.

- But I didn't mean to scare you.

- That's okay. I'll take 50 cents.

Thanks.

- You still find your name weird?

- Oh. No.

Just happens to me occasionally.

Oh, I came up with a great comeback

to something you said to me yesterday.

I can't remember it now, though.

How come I never saw you

before writing class?

I guess you didn't look.

I mean, I've always been there.

Just to think, for four years

we were catching the same colds...

being bit by the same mosquitoes.

To think!

So, what's your sign?

I'm a Scorpio.

Why?

- I'm a Libra.

- Oh, really? What does that mean?

I don't know. It should mean something,

though. It sounds like it does.

Yeah, it does.

- It must.

- Some story ideas?

No, something occurred to me.

That's good to do that.

I always forget to carry writing materials.

Is it really obnoxious?

Okay, the way I see it...

if we were an old couple

and dated for years...

graduated away from all these

scholastic complications...

and I reached over and kissed you...

you wouldn't say a word -

you'd be delighted... probably.

But if I was to do that now

it would be quite forward.

And if I did it the first time we ever met,

you probably would hit me.

What do you mean?

I just wish we were an old couple

so I could do that.

What?

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