“Where were you going,” he said, “after the bookstore? Because there’s a hotel.”
“I was going to the bookstore. Period. I was in the bookstore. I was happy there. Where were you going?”
“To get a haircut.” She put a hand to his face and looked somber and complicated. “Do you need a haircut?”
“I need anything you can give me.”
“Be nice,” she said.
“I need all the meanings of inflamed. There’s a hotel just across the avenue. We can start over. Or finish with intense feeling. That’s one of the meanings. To arouse to passionate feeling. We can finish what we barely started. Two hotels in fact. We have a choice.”
Eric, you can’t just say things like that.
Happy Friday! I hope you enjoyed my er…Thursday post last week. *moves casually closer to the door of the limo* I wanted to utilize the other still we were given. This, of course, is a more put together Eric than the last. At the very least, he has symmetrical hair.
Chauffeur Tink and myself were roughing it in Tent City in LA last week. Did you stop by and see us? We had so much fun handing out “Get In The Limo” buttons and hearing about all of your excitement for the film! It was so great to meet all of you!
Wear your limo buttons with pride and have a great weekend everyone!