Last Night Page #5

There was this one of them laughing so hard.

- What happened?

- We fought like animals.

Like animals, for about a month.

And, you know, I was angry.

Maybe because I thought I had to be.

Or maybe because I was sad.

But he still wanted to be with me.

And I still wanted to be with him.

So what happened?

We stayed together.

Had the best year of our relationship.

And then?

He died.

I'm sorry.

You want anything to drink?

No, I'm fine.

Do you think

you still would have been with him?

Yeah.

Definitely.

And I think I'd still be

here, attracted to you.

You'll never guess what I was

upset about this morning.

Michael had a work thing last night

and we went

and I accused him of being attracted

to this woman he's working with.

- Was he?

- I think so.

You think there's something going on?

There could be.

I think he'd want there to be.

He's in Philadelphia with her right now.

Are you worried?

- I think I made too big a deal out of it.

- Why?

It's 2:
00 in the morning

and I'm here with you.

It's funny how you can get up

and have absolutely no idea

where the day will go.

Eighty, 90, 1,000 go by

without incident, and then all of a sudden,

"Hello."

Hello.

What if I hadn't come out

for coffee this morning?

I would have called.

If my number had changed?

Then I would have come upstairs.

What about Michael?

Why did you stop e-mailing me?

Because it wasn't enough.

Do you know how often

I have to make a choice not to write?

"Hello, Alex. How are you?

Where are you? What are you doing?

"Do you want to meet me? Wherever.

"This Friday, for dinner?

"Just to catch up."

You really touch me

whenever you feel like it, don't you?

No, I don't.

I touch you a fraction

of how often I feel like it.

Why?

Because I like you.

I can't.

I can't do any more and look him in the eye.

You just told me he's away

with the woman you got upset about.

Michael isn't doing anything.

Do you know I've never told him about us?

You know, even when I've felt the need

to confess something.

Which is when?

When we're drunk, or happy, or...

Or after a fight. Or in the middle of one,

you know, when things slip out.

This never does.

Why? Would he be angry?

He'd have no right to be.

I gave you up.

So what's Helen like?

We have another couple hours.

I don't want to spend them

talking about Helen.

Come on.

Jo.

Come here.

Jo.

- What time is it?

- 6:
30.

Laura...

Michael, I don't need us to talk about it.

- Last night...

- Michael, please.

Just... Don't.

I didn't think that would happen.

Not even the second time?

Well, there's so much going on right now,

isn't there?

What I wouldn't give to have tired of you.

- Let me drop you off.

- No. I'd rather walk.

- Sure?

- Yeah. It'll be good for her.

It'll be good for me.

Let's not do this in a

big way, okay? Please?

See you.

Hey, Andy, it's me.

I need you to cover for me.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- You ready?

- Yeah.

Where's Michael?

He had to go back to New York.

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah, yeah.

He left me a voicemail.

I guess Stuart needed him to go back.

Oh.

- Okay.

- I'll see you out front.

Joey.

What are you doing back?

What's Lucy doing here?

We got locked out of Andy's.

- Who?

- Me and Lucy.

When?

Um, last night, when I

went over to walk her.

- Have you been crying, Joey?

- A little bit.

What are you doing back?

We finished up early.

- I thought the presentation was today.

- No.

No, we finished up early.

I'm sorry about our fight.

Yeah. So am I.

- Let's not talk about it, okay?

- No.

Let's have a great lunch and, you know,

let's walk,

let's, you know, make a day of it.

Okay.

- Does she want to go out?

- Probably.

I'll take her.

Come on.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah.

I love you.

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