|"So, . . .
||[Jul. 30th, 2015|02:57 am]
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)
. . . did you get that from Stevie or he from you?"
"Sitting in front of me instead of next to me."
"I don't know. Does he do that?"
"Yeah, when we go to a movie, he takes the seat in front of me. Then he kneels backward in the seat, facing me, and chit-chats until the movie starts."
"And then stays in that seat?"
"Yes, just like you did. You're the only people I've ever seen do that when there are plenty of empty seats next to each other."
"I just do it to be weird and wonderful . . . like b-b-Bennie and the Jets. And different. Anybody can sit next to the person they came with. It takes real imagination to sit somewhere else."
"I think you two are in cahoots."
"Come on, we don't even know each other that well."
"I wonder what would happen if the three of us went to a movie together."
"It'll never happen."
"Have you ever seen me and Stevie in the same place at the same time?"
". . . Actually, no. But I have seen you both naked and that would be some costume change to pull off, having to change sexes in the process and all."
"I'm just sayin' . . ."
"And I'm not listenin'."