" You look pretty tonight.."
"Really?"
"Yeah, your hair looks perfect!"
" It's the yellow light. Everyone looks pretty in yellow light."
" Enough with the modesty,already."
" No it's true."
" Either way, you look pretty."
"You forgot to say 'tonight' "
" What are you so edgy about?"
"I am not edgy"
"What do you want me to say? That you're the prettiest girl I know!?"
"Don't say anything. I want to go home."
"You just got here."
" I don't want to sit around, watching you fake-flatter me."
"Okay- go. We'll plan dinner for a day, when you're not all PMS"
" You're lousy company, don't blame it on me."
" And you're not pretty, for the record."
"Now, who's all PMS?"
" Are you pushing me to break up with you?"
"You're going to wait for me to push you?
Are you that tame?"
" No I'm not. I want to break up with you?"
" Really?"
" No."
" Then, why did you say it?"
"Are you crying?"
" Are you crazy?"
" You look pretty. Not just tonight."
" Liar."
"Honest. And it's not the yellow light."
Thursday, September 03, 2009
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