Re: Call: Sam A/Cris M
D'you think he's actually that uptight or is it just repressed? You know how many guys I saw come through work who got their panties in a twist 'bout stuff like that, but who liked to get fucked in diapers and stuff? A lot. [He kinda shrugs and nods at the same time.] Yeah, he does seem real diff'rent. Neil and Lou are more alike, in spitea not sharin' blood. He seems like a nice guy. Casey. [He scoffs at her bit about the flame, but he does get it.] Nah, I know, I know. I'm the same way. D'you think it'd help to see us together or nah, just easier to imagine? [It's his turn to laugh a lil bit.] Mami, I love her, but she's not real. ¿Entiendes? And if she's not real, it's not really love. Know what I mean? I love her, a memorya her, but it's not anything invested or dynamic. It's... it's like nostalgia. You don't gotta worry about her like that, huh? Or worry that you gotta compete with a ghost or never can. [He don't argue 'bout fifteen being young. It is. Least she gets a smile when she laughs.] So maybe it's good you met Neil first and not me. Maybe he primed you to wanna settle down with the next viejo, hm? [He rolls his eyes a lil 'bout Elena.] Somebody could look at her and think she was, I dunno, Italian. Like Jennifer Lopez bein' cast that way in that fuckin'... The Wedding Planner. Nobody's gonna think I'm Italian. That's what I mean. And anyway, that ain't the point. The point is me and her didn't have much in common, not really, in spitea growing up nearby. [He scratches his chin, real fucking begrudging.] Yeah, alright.