Vincent (to Mouse): Bastian & Delia wanted me 2 thank U for the Adam Ant coat 1 more time. It was a smash! We CLEANED UP on tips last nite.
Mouse (to Vincent): You are so very welcome! It looked very good on you.
Vincent (to Mouse): It suits me. I always thought I cut quite the image of a dashing rogue. How did Eep fare last nite? I was 1/2 expecting a bar brawl 2 break out.
Mouse (to Vincent): I think he fared pretty well under the circumstances. I tried my best to keep him distracted. I knew it was too much to hope for that Asher had left town...
Vincent (to Mouse): Is distracted what we're calling it these days? ;}
Mouse (to Vincent): It is when you're trying to be polite & discreet. :-)
Vincent (to Mouse): Discreet? Ths word is foreign 2 me. I hesitate 2 say anything, but I'm afraid we may not have seen the last of Asher. He was quite persistent w/ me. He hung arnd the bar ALL NITE. Jules had 2 ask him 2 leave @ last call.
Mouse (to Vincent): What on earth did he want?
Vincent (to Mouse): Another date w/ me as far as I could tell. Tho I have 2 admit, having him @ the bar was good 4 biz. Even if Bastion was practically humping his leg. That man has no self-control.
Mouse (to Vincent): Dear god... he has no soul.
Vincent (to Mouse): Who? Bastion? I wouldn't go that far. H has no TASTE that's 4 sure.
Mouse (to Vincent): No, I meant Asher... I can't believe he's still sleazing around...
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh. Him. No, I suspect he doesn't. But, U can't blame him 4 his infatuation. I WAS quite fetching last nite. He's hardly the only creepy admirer I've amassed. Bsides, I think part of my allure is that I told him no. I don't think he's been turned down 4 much in his life.
Mouse (to Vincent): Stands to reason... but I don't like seeing him around & freaking out Eep. Plus, Wanda & her questions...
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh dear. I didn't think about the Wanda contingency.
Mouse (to Vincent): Yeah, Eep ended up staying at my place, because he didn't want to deal with her...
Vincent (to Mouse): Mmmm hmmm, I'm SURE that's the only reason he slept ovr.
Mouse (to Vincent): Look, I'm not giving you details. You & I don't have many secrets from each other, but this is one I plan on keeping. Especially, after your late night drunken confession... which we're not supposed to ever talk about again.
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh pls. U don't have 2 give me details 4 me 2 figure out what's going on. We all kno already. No need 4 shame, sister dear. And yes. I was a drunken ass. I seem 2 B making a doofus of myself w/ frequency these days.
Mouse (to Vincent): We all do stupid stuff from time to time. The fact that you recognize it means you'll hopefully do it less often. :-)
Vincent (to Mouse): I kno. It's such a shock 2 find out I'm not perfect.
Mouse (to Vincent): Don't worry you still have plenty of time to achieve perfection.
Vincent (to Mouse): And I'm already so close.
Mouse: Oh god, Satanica just called out... Looks like I'm deejaying alone tonight, again.
Eep (to Mouse): That explains why you look so pissed up there.
Mouse (to Eep): Yep... Maybe one day she'll retire & I can do the same thing.
Eep (to Mouse): Call out and screw over the other DJ?
Mouse (to Eep): well, yes & no. I mean call out at all. I've come in sick before because she made me feel guilty.
Eep (to Mouse): Wow. She's a dick. Oh God. And here comes my roommate. I think she just likes that I have a job where she can annoy me.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh god, I'm sorry... (to Vincent) can you bring me a drink? And find a distraction for Wanda?
Vincent (to Mouse): I can do both.
Mouse (to Vincent): You are freakin' fantastic...
Vincent (to Mouse): Course I am. I'll entertain her w/ selections frm my NYC trip.
Mouse (to Vincent): aaah, what did you say to Wanda to make her come over here? (to Eep) Wanda is over here trying to ask me questions about Asher... What do I say?
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Well. Fuck. Jesus. I don't know. What does she want to know?
Mouse (to Eep): She's asking about the film, as I have never seen it or had any interest in seeing it, I have no idea what she's talking about. Were there togas in it?
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Oh God. Um, yeah. Oh FUCK. That... Sonofabitch! Do you know what that means? She has seen that fucking thing. The hell?
Mouse (to Eep): yeah, I'm fairly certain she has... Oh. Um. Yes, she has... Dear god, I'm trapped listening to her... why is she telling me this stuff? Oh god, we've gotten to the confession stage...
Eep (to Mouse): Oh good. So she's drunk. At least she's humiliating herself as well as me. I would really like to crawl in a hole and die now. Has EVERYONE seen this fucking thing?
Mouse (to Eep): I haven't... Oh god, she's telling me about some rejected kiss... I am having a really hard time not throttling her.
Eep (to Mouse): God. I really need a cigarette.
Mouse (to Eep): I am so sorry. I'm going to stop talking about this to you.
Eep (to Mouse): God. I'm just ... embarrassed, I guess.
Mouse (to Eep): You have no reason to be. Judging by what I have been told, you are a sex symbol & probably should ask for royalties...
Eep (to Mouse): Oh sweet Jesus. What? Now I really want to crawl into a hole and die.
Mouse (to Eep): honestly, I think you should talk to a lawyer... and, not to be crude, but as the person who dates you, you *really* have nothing to be embarrassed about... I feel sort of proud that I'm dating a "porn star"...
Vincent (to Mouse): What R U txting 2 Eep over there? If he blushes any harder, he may burst a blood vessel.
Mouse (to Vincent): Wanda has indeed seen the film & she's torturing me about it... I'm trying really hard not to throttle her. i think she has some unresolved issues about Eep & it's pissing me off to hear about it.
Eep (to Mouse): Ok. That's it. I'm going coming over there & telling Wanda to stop harassing the DJ or else she's gonna have to leave.
Mouse (to Eep): I will love you forever... Thank you.
Vincent (to Mouse): Don't we all? ;} Looks like Eep has escorted her away frm U. I'll clue her in 2 what U shld & shouldn't tell a gentleman's gf.
Mouse (to Vincent): Thank you, sweetie. (to Eep) Why the hell is Wanda grabbing your ass? ... No, please don't tell me. I'm just gonna focus on music.
Eep (to Mouse): God. I... I just... Fuck. I don't know. I just don't know. Oh God. I did NOT ask her to do that! Honest to God! I was walking her over to the bar and... and... She, uh, God what the fuck is WRONG with her? (to Vincent) Wanda is cut off, right? See if you can get her keys. Can you drive her home?
Mouse (to Eep): I didn't think you asked her to do that... I have a sneaking suspicion as to why she did it & I think a talk is in order...
Vincent (to Eep): I already grabbed them frm her after her 2nd Grateful Dead. Wldn't it B easier 2 just drive her back 2 ur apt?
Eep (to Vincent): NO! No, no, no no! I can NOT go home with her right now. Please just... take her home. (To Mouse): Fuck. This has something to do with... with that... God. Fuck.
Mouse (to Eep): I don't know what to say... I feel like she & I are going to have a long talk when she sobers up.
