You Will Meet A Tall Dark Stranger Page #5

You know, I really love that one.

- Hello?

- Oh, well, see, your problem was...

you never believed in yourself

as much as everyone believed in you.

Yeah, well, I'm clean now.

I haven't had a drink or taken drugs in,

like, two years.

Well, Greg will market you brilliantly,

and you are gonna make so much money.

Trust me.

I'm so happy for you.

I mean, you work at a top art gallery...

- Oh, please, I get his lunches.

- You're married to a top author.

I mean, we all knew at school

you'd end up being special. We said it.

How is Roy? What's he up to?

Well, he's just finished his new novel

and we're having a baby.

- You are?

- I mean, we're planning to have a baby.

- I shouldn't be smoking, should I?

- Oh, no. Not yet.

Interesting painter, you know.

I mean, we could do a show with her

and Homer Novello and maybe Will Harmon.

My long-standing faith in her

has finally been vindicated.

Hey, listen,

I don't know if you are interested,

but can I offer you two tickets

for Lucia di Lammermoortonight?

I mean, my wife just called

and she cannot go,

so I thought maybe you can take the tickets

and go with your husband.

Well, isn't there somebody else

you want to ask before...

Not in such a short notice, actually.

Oh, jeez. Well, tonight's Roy's poker night.

Anyway, he's far too antsy

to sit through anything.

Maybe you can find some friends to go with?

You mentioned

how much you liked Donizetti.

I love it. I just never

get to go to the opera.

- Tickets are way too expensive.

- Listen, look, uh...

take this and...

or, if you don't mind,

we could go together.

- Yeah...

- Unless you have other plans this evening.

- No, I'm dying to see it...

- Really?

- I'd love to go.

- Good. Great.

Okay.

- All right. There you go.

- Thank you.

Okay.

Thank you for a wonderful opera

and wonderful Irish coffee.

I'm afraid I had too many of them.

I hope I didn't get morose

and bore you with my matrimonial agonies.

I'll be embarrassed tomorrow

when the whiskey wears off.

No, not at all.

In fact, I kind of suspected

from the things you've said.

Are you gonna be able to

drive all the way to Maida Vale?

Are you insinuating that

I can't drive while drunk,

just because

I left my contact lenses at home?

Oh, God...

I'll be fine.

Thanks for coming with me tonight.

And thanks for keeping your eyes open

for new talent for the gallery.

And thanks for all the

chocolate truffles.

Well...

- I'll see you tomorrow?

- Yeah.

As the days passed

with no word on his book,

Roy grew more anxious.

He looked forward

to his afternoons with Dia,

which became longer

and more frequent.

- Enough about me.

- Okay, okay...

- I have one, but only one.

- All right.

So I'm all set to get married

at the end of the summer,

and sometimes I have these moments

when I feel intense panic

and, I don't know,

I just want to call it off.

- Do you love the guy?

- Yes, I do.

I love the guy, but...

I don't know, I just waver.

"Waver"? Why?

Now that you and I have been having lunch

and taking these long walks

and you shamelessly flirt with me,

and I actually find myself

enjoying the flirtation.

I mean, should I be doing this?

I'm so confused. If I'm getting married,

then why am I flirting back?

Are you?

I told you I'd take care of you, didn't I?

It's like proper...

- I'm loving this, Alfie. It's so me.

- Good.

- That's the Albert Bridge, there.

- Yeah.

And that's the Tower there.

Harrods is up there.

- And you got me all that silk underwear.

- Yeah.

There you are.

- I told you I'd take care of...

- It cost you so much.

Well, what's money? It doesn't matter.

- Alfie?

- Yeah.

- What do you think?

- Wow. That looks amazing.

- You like it?

- Yeah, it's beautiful.

The silk feels so good on my skin.

It's a shame they haven't brought the bed,

isn't it? Sorry about that.

- We don't need a bed.

- No?

We could just do it here.

- I've done it on a hardwood floor.

- You have?

- Marble, even.

- It's a bit uncomfortable, isn't it?

Wait, look.

Just lay out the fox.

- Be nice.

- Okay, well...

- Cozy, like that.

- Yeah.

Come on.

I just need a few more minutes,

that's all.

Why?

Just to savor the moment

of looking at you, that's all.

Was you serious when you said

you liked how that bracelet looked on me?

Just now, at Cartier?

'Cause you said if I really felt like

I couldn't live without it...

And you've decided

you can't live without it.

Three more minutes.

I've got such a crush on my boss.

I know he's married. I'm married.

But honestly, if he asked me

to run off with him tomorrow,

I'd have to take a long,

hard look at my life.

Not that he necessarily shares

the same feelings.

- Does he know your feelings?

- He knows I'm fond of him.

He did take me to the opera one night.

God, listen to me.

I sound like a crazy person.

- You're the wrong person to ask.

- Ask what?

I was going to take you out for a drink

and ask you to start a new gallery with me.

Are you joking? Our own business?

That's my dream.

Listen, a number of clients and artists

would dump Lois Geller in a heartbeat...

and come with me.

And you have such a good eye

for the new painters.

I mean, yes, it's expensive,

but if we each raise half the money...

I just can't believe this.

The timing's right.

Can you believe he wound up

with that hot little wet dream?

She's unbelievable. Look. Look.

Whatever it costs him, it's worth it.

That body. I bet she's an acrobat.

I'll bet she knows a few tricks.

I wonder if she plays around?

I got to find out.

- No.

- Life's a risk, boys.

You going to pump iron, then?

No. She's out of your league, man.

Don't you...

- You gonna?

- Yeah.

If you don't, I will.

I think I prefer this one, just slightly.

The brightness.

Yeah. Didn't he say that he wanted me

to include this one, too?

Yeah, definitely. Let's not forget this.

This is brilliant.

I mean, the blue, it's just...

And side by side, I think.

They'll be really good side by side.

Do you want a drink? Tea or water?

Tea is lovely, thank you.

I told you he'd do a great job

of promoting you.

He's a dynamo.

He thinks the world of you.

Really? Why? Did he say something?

Well, he obviously has enormous respect

for yourjudgment,

and supposedly a total dependency

on the chocolate truffles

you turned him on to.

Yeah, it's funny. I have a confession.

I've come to the conclusion that...

Have you...

Have you always had those earrings?

These pearls? No, they're new.

Where did you get them?

They were a gift.

A gift.

All right, you have to promise

that you won't tell anybody, okay?

They're from Greg.

What?

Yeah, they're from Greg.

I shouldn't even be blabbing about this,

but we've kind of been having

a little something together.

A what?

An affair.

It sounds so dramatic, doesn't it?

But that's what it is.

We've been having an affair.

Please, don't look so shell-shocked. Don't.

He's married.

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