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- No, you're not.

You're not blind!

Hi, Philip Russell.

Allegra Castiglione.

Allegra Castiglione, the writer.

A writer.

"Stuy Town Trouble."

I remember when

your book came out.

You were nominated for

a national book award, right?

Actually, it was

the Book Critic Circle Award.

Oh, great book!

- You read it?

- Yeah, of course I read it.

That part about taking a boat

down the Bosporus at night, right?

And the death scene.

Oh yeah, it was just great.

Sure you didn't just read it 'cause of

the photo they put on the back cover?

Cause now you can see

I don't look like that...

That was a moment of youthful pulchritude,

that is long since passed.

Youthful pulchritude?

Don't ask me what

pulchritude means.

Pulchritude means beauty,

and, no, I was gonna ask

what youthful means.

You seem pretty youthful to me.

That's only because I've had the

same hairstyle since I was eleven.

Hey, you're still here!

I thought you were going to jump...

This is um...

He wrote that book, you know...

"Ancient Bargain." Greg Sheinman.

- Oh, of course! Philip Russell.

- Hi, Phil.

Let's get out of this "nerdness",

and find a real party somewhere?

-No, I don't wanna go, Molly.

- Yeah, you do...yeah you do!

You come too, glasses tweedy boy.

Molly always falls for married men.

My last lover left me for a man...

Her old boyfriend...

Jeff.

Probably they're gonna get married, too.

Marriage makes me sick to my stomach,

makes me wanna...

throw up.

Well, it's a stubborn institution,

like capitalism.

Are you a capitalist?

I'm an assistant professor at Columbia

finishing my dissertation.

So, you're a socialist?

I don't think there are

any socialists anymore.

Do you like opera?

Very much...actually, yes.

- Really?

- Aha.

You're attractive, you know that?

Pulchritudeness?

Are you flirting with me?

Are you flirting with me?

Flirting? Me?

What do you think I am?

You're a man.

I'm a lesbian.

You just read my book, that's all.

You and about...ten other people,

all of them with the same last name.

How about a cab?

What subject?

Philosophy.

- What?

- So sad!

A romantic...

Yeah, let's go. Alright.

Don't you have to be anywhere?

- No. Not tonight, not really.

- Great.

Why don't you come home with me?

I haven't been

with a man in years.

I think maybe you just

go to sleep and pass out.

No, I don't think so.

Don't put me in a cab!

I'm drunk.

When a lesbian propositions you,

you should be flattered,

you should be overjoyed.

Are you married or something?

What are you gonna have, Philip?

I think I'll have a steak,

and...a salad, and mashed potatoes.

That sounds good.

Something, yeah.

I'm gonna be sick.

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