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Just making a sandwich.

I brought some coffee, too.

Thank you.

How'd you sleep

last night?

Great.

-Air mattress okay?

-Yeah. Real comfortable.

Nice.

Hey, were you still working

at that repair store in nc?

Landscaping and maintenance

at the sisters of mercy.

-It was a nunnery.

-That's wild.

Yeah. They didn't need

anybody as much, so.

Wanna grab lunch

with me today?

-I, gotta run some stupid errands.

-Great.

Um, hey, man, I made an extra set

of keys for you. It's no big deal.

I don't,

I don't need keys.

I'm gonna leave

in a few days.

It's New York,

you need keys.

Nuns?

You are an ocean.

Weapons, swords and knives

all flow through you

like nothing.

You encompass

the entire world...

in your depth.

-There he is.

-Hi.

You look ten-feet tall.

I don't think

I'm schizophrenic.

I looked up

some stuff online.

Never any drugs.

No alcohol

for about ten weeks.

No caffeine.

All right.

It's the plight of the lame

and the boring, what a joke.

Did you ever have

a long-term relationship

that didn't wind up

letting you down?

This friend

I'm staying with.

Chris,

the little skinny guy?

Is there some medication

you can give me?

Sure.

-Will it help?

-Yeah.

Anything else?

It's stupid.

There was

this one dream, once.

Where certain people

around me didn't look human.

It started with my fiance.

I never want to see

what she turned into again.

It's like

they're in my head,

they're listening to me.

It's getting worse.

I know

it's silly, right?

Do your parents

know about this?

No, is that all right?

Yeah.

So what do we do now?

You come in.

I'm still in mid-town.

Give 'em a call.

They'll set you up

for next week.

You'll be all right.

Honestly,

I'm feeling better already.

You are a fire.

All that your enemies

place in your way...

Betrayal,

lies, poison...

You devour

and become stronger.

You are unstoppable.

You are holy.

You are terrible.

It's a whisper room.

-Come in.

-No.

Yes, come on.

It's soundproof.

Welcome. Switch places.

It's cool, right?

Yeah.

Thanks for helping us

last night.

-How's Sandy?

-Concussed, but fine.

Um, remember that lame

bottle of peach schnapps

that you got me when I first

started working here?

Joyce told me that you get

one for every new girl.

Yeah, totally.

Well, I threw mine away.

If I can prove to you

I'm a psychic,

do you want to try again

tomorrow night?

Give me your hand.

Now pick a number

between one and ten.

-Seven.

-What? Damn it.

You will have

three loves in your life.

Those are life lines, goofus.

Here.

My grandma used

to do voodoo.

Hey, do you think

we have anything for Wyatt?

Like, client services,

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