The Trouble with Bliss Page #2

those things

that I asked you

to take care of?

Some.

Did you get the groceries?

Well, no.

Mail the letters?

Not yet.

Well, please tell me that you

got the keys made for me.

At least tell me you did that.

It's on my to-do list.

What the hell have you

been doing all day,

aside from stinking

the place up?

I had the interview,

daddy, I told you.

Mmm.

Well?

Right. Let me go

take care of that stuff.

What are you waiting for?

Well, the thing is, I kind of

spent the money you gave me.

"Kind of spent it"?

I spent it.

On what?

Well, I had the job interview,

and I spent it.

Hmm.

And the groceries?

Okay, then. Uh, thanks daddy.

Should have seen

what I just saw.

Yeah? What's this?

- Clear shot.

- Clear shot?

Standing at the top

of the stairs,

all sexy and smart-ass-ish.

Hm-hm.

Had a clear shot

of her womanhoodliness.

No panties.

She called me daddy.

"Hello, daddy. "

Wow.

Wow is right.

Got a good smell of her

as she passed by.

Wow.

I'm gonna go take care of

those keys before they close.

Yeah, do that.

Ah, Mr. Charlie's!

- Hello! Hello!

- Hey! Has a woman... ?

No!

- I haven't even asked you...

- Ah, yes, I know.

- Well, did she... ?

- No!

- When did she... ?

- No, Mr. Charlie's. The girl. No problem.

I tell her come any time,

all the time.

A friend of Mr. Charlie's

is a friend of Mr. Charlie's.

She's your daughter, yes?

Daughter? She's a...

No, she's not my daughter.

Ohh. Understand.

Understand!

I'm sure you do.

Uh... never mind.

Mr. Charlie's no shop?

Uh, no, not right now. Later.

Ah, yes, later, Mr. Charlie's.

That'll be $5. 75, Morris.

Right.

Thanks.

I can never find my key.

Right. Trouble getting it in?

What?

Happens a lot. Sometimes

just doesn't want to go in.

Oh, uh, no. It's new.

I usually don't have trouble.

Right. Well, maybe some lube.

- Excuse me?

- The lock.

Right.

Hey, is that a good magazine?

Well, the makeup tips and

sex advice are all wrong,

but the hairstyles and how-to-lose-weight

articles are pretty good.

"Bananas cure everything

from PMS to menopause. "

I didn't know that.

Did you know that?

No, I didn't. I was

actually talking about

the travel magazine, though.

Oh. Oh, right.

It's my husband's, George's.

He never reads it.

Oh, here, have it.

I don't even know

why we get it.

You travel much?

Uh, yeah, I travel. A lot.

Or... I plan to travel.

I haven't been anywhere

yet. Soon, though.

Right. What are you doing

Sunday at five P. M. ?

Nothing... I can think of.

Great. Um...

Uh, let me ask you,

do you, uh...

Do you eat that...

what's that stuff called?

- What stuff?

- That Mexican stuff.

- Tacos?

- No, no. Tomatoes and onions.

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