Some Velvet Morning Page #7
- Kind of, yeah.
- I don't believe that. Sorry.
- That's romance novel bullshit.
- It doesn't matter, it's true.
And what about them? What about
the other guys?
Not that I care about second
place, but what happened to them?
Some of them fell for me like you
did, whether I felt that way or not.
We made a mess of things. That's how
it goes, you know that. It's a risk.
And then a couple of them were great.
We'd go to a hotel or a spot uptown...
and I'd take the train up or whatever, and
then I'd be back in class by nightfall...
$500 richer than I was that
morning.
It doesn't suck to only work two
You know, when you're in school.
See, I would use a different
choice of words.
And "suck", when you're describing
the situation, could be confusing.
Make fun of me if you want, but
I see it as work.
That's how I see it.
I think that you need to see it
a little differently next time.
- Really?
- Yeah.
So I can what, know that I should
be working in an Applebees?
Or stripping? Or strutting my
stuff at Hooters?
Is that what you think?
You use what you have, Fred, and
that's what I did.
Chris is good with computers,
and so he gets paid for that...
and you're an attorney and
that's your gift, you know...
and I have tits, and I'm not sorry
that I let men use me once in a while.
You can try and make me feel
guilty...
and tell me what I did was a bad thing,
but it wasn't. It wasn't for me.
And you may not like it or
understand it...
but I did what I had to do at
the time.
I still do from time to time.
- Anyway, I have to go, Fred.
- No, wait, wait!
No! What do you want! You're
just mean all the time!
I'm just asking what happens
now! It's a serious question!
- I've already said! - That's right,
you could pencil me in on Sunday.
- Gosh, how could I forget?
- You don't have to.
No, it's fine! Something to look
forward to.
- You're being an ass now, aren't you?
- Sorta, yeah.
- F*** it. Let's forget it then.
- And I thought it was all going so well.
- Fred, please...
- No, you're right. Okay, f***!
This is crazy. We're going around
in circles. I'm exhausted.
Here's what we do. You're gonna
go for your lunch thing, okay?
- And then you're gonna call me.
- I will.
- Fine. If you give me a kiss first.
- What?
You heard me. Come on, it's just
a kiss.
- I'm not sure that's true.
- Come on, just a little peck.
- I'm not sure that's such a good idea.
- Pretty please?
- Okay, you can give me a kiss on the cheek.
- F*** the cheek.
I want the whole... All right, look.
All right, we'll prorate it.
Okay, so $500. That's probably
what, like...
A kiss would be $75 all in?
- Don't say things like that.
- All right, I'm sorry.
But I'm serious. Just a
little...
I'll give you one for free if you
let me go straight afterwards.
Really? That's a deal. Okay,
great. Let's do it.
No, you come here and kiss me.
I'm the girl.
- Really?
- Yeah.
You ready? Okay.
- You, too.
- I forgot.
Me, too.
- No, I have to go.
- Wait, come here, come here.
Just one more. Come here. Come
here.
What? Please don't, don't.
Let me just stay here for a
second. Don't ruin it.
Don't.
I'm really gonna be late. I'm gonna be late.
I'll see you Sunday anyway.
- I hope so.
- Yeah, me, too.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
You know, if it happens
naturally or whatever.
What do you mean, "naturally"?
What does that mean?
- You know.
- Come here.
What does it mean exactly, "naturally"?
You mean with or without a condom?
No, I'm kidding. Really. Just tell
me what it means just so I know.
whatever.
- Us? Friends?
- If you don't get too pushy about things.
- Okay.
- If you take it easy.
I can do that.
And if we start at regular hours
at first. Daytime hours.
- You mean like lunch?
- Yeah.
But not as in code, like real
food.
Maybe then.
- Anything else?
- No, just like, things like that.
Are you sure there's nothing
else, no other rules...
or guidelines that I have to follow
in order to be in your presence?
- Fred!
- What?
I'm only kidding, really. When did
you stop being able to take a joke?
Right around the time they stop
being funny.
Gosh, you're getting quicker,
aren't you?
- I learned from the best.
- I hope that means me.
- I was referring to Chris, actually.
- You know what...
if you love Chris so much, go have f***ing
lunch with him. I'll be right here.
- I don't need your permission, Fred.
- You know what, just go.
I can go? Oh, thank you. Thank
you so much.
- You know what? You're pushing it. Get out.
- You know what?
I actually don't feel
comfortable leaving you here.
This has been nice, or I've
tried to make it nice...
but now I think you should go. I
think it's time that you leave.
- More threats.
- It's not a threat.
It's a simple f***ing fact that
you have to leave. Now.
All you had to do is ask nicely.
Do you want to help me with
these bags, please?
- Gimme a kiss. Just one kiss.
- No! No! No! No, Fred!
Stop jerking me and f***ing...!
What's wrong with you!
- Come here! Just come here!
- Fred! F***!
Shut up! Just get over here!
You f***ing...!
Come here! Come here!
Shut up! Shut up!
Shut up!
Say hi to Chris for me.
Hey, you all right?
- Yeah.
- You sure?
My gosh, wow. That was really...
Did I hurt you?
- No. I'm okay.
- Are you sure?
- Did I hurt your head?
- I think you pulled a few hairs out.
- I'm really sorry. I'm really sorry.
- Did I hurt your hand? I feel like...
You bit it, but you didn't break
the skin or anything.
Listen. About the no condoms
thing...
you can't tell anybody that,
okay? Nobody can know that.
Who am I gonna tell? I sit at a
computer all day, you know?
You have a vivid imagination for
a computer guy.
Yeah, I know. Anyway. So, okay.
- I really love that accent that you do.
- You do?
- Yeah. I love when you're, you know.
- It's my grandma's accent.
Really? Wow, it's really good.
Here, okay. Here you go. So
that's that, the usual.
And then, here's extra 'cause...
we went over.
- And then, and then just a little...
- That's cool.
Here, take a little extra 'cause I broke that
thing over there. I'm really sorry about that.
No, that's fine. That's just
something from Crate & Barrel.
The agency will take care of that.
Okay, all right, good. Okay,
great. I better get going.
- Gotta go?
- Yeah. I gotta go.
- Give me a hand.
- I know you got stuff to do.
- Okay, you all right?
- I'm fine, I'm fine.
I love how you always get to be like other
professions and I'm always a hooker.
Yeah, I know. Well, next time you
can be whatever you want to be.
- I wanna be a nurse.
- Great. I'll be the patient.
I gotta get all this
stuff back to Goodwill.
No, I'm dropping it off at
Goodwill, I am.
I'm not kidding, I am.
- All right, next time.
- Yeah, right, thanks.
No, next week I can't come. I
have a family thing...
- but I'll call you.
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