Leaving Metropolis Page #3

them, but, say you'd told maybe

one or two tiny untruths,

and now you're afraid to meet

this person that you know

but have never seen

because you're not everything

you said you were.

What would you do?

Is this one of those

Internet things?

Well, yes.

You meet guys on the Net?

Oh, yeah.

The computer's

replaced my vibrator.

I don't know what

came over me.

He gave me his number, and

as soon as I heard his voice,

I lied my fool head off.

He sounded just like

my favorite uncle Phil.

Uncle Phil damage.

What did you tell him?

That I was 30.

No.

Good luck.

In the right light.

If I've had

lots of sleep.

And they've had

lots of heroin.

Shannon, please!

What are you

going to do?

Stun him, stick him

in the freezer

until I've had

cosmetic surgery.

(David)

Tell him the truth.

Oh, I hate my mother.

Why weren't we warned?

Too busy ironing.

So how's

the tip money?

Fine.

Just let me come

and check it out.

I'll pretend not

to know you.

I'll write something

nice about it in the column.

No.

(Kryla)

Why not?!

Because it's my secret.

But you and I have

never had secrets.

We do now.

(man)

# Don't jump flat. #

# Don't jump flat. # #

(Matt)

My father left when

I was 11 years old.

I was the youngest, so I don't

remember him very well.

(David)

My old man made Fred Flintstone

look like Oscar Wilde.

(Matt)

Vi's gonna be

at her mom's late.

I thought we could

get a case of beer

and go over to your

place after we close up.

(David)

You aren't going?

Vi's mom and I don't

get along so well.

So if you're free.

I'm kind of tired.

I want to see

your artwork.

Some other night.

Sure.

I do have time

for a joint.

Excellent.

Merci.

Wanna go to

my place instead?

I have video games.

Some other night.

You don't like straight

people, do you?

Some of my best friends

are straight.

No.

Sorry.

Yes, I'm aware they're

installing

the paintings this month.

Sorry.

No, not for an installation

when I have another showing.

I don't know when

that will be.

No.

Soon.

Yes.

Bye.

You didn't tell me

you're sketching again.

I'm sketching again.

So the waiter thing

was exactly what you needed.

I guess.

Why are you

all dolled up?

It's psychological

evaluation time.

The good doctor ran out

of bereavement leave.

Good luck.

We could celebrate,

if you're not working tonight.

I should be off early.

It's been dead.

(Kryla)

I'm meeting him

again, tomorrow.

(Shannon)

Mr. Internet?

Yes.

He's so charming.

(Shannon)

F*** him?

Not on the first

date, darling.

Fabulous.

- Good luck.

- Gotta run.

Vaginal appointment.

Oh, see if you can

get me a new one.

The old one's

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