Dakota Skye Page #5

- They're lying.

- No sh*t.

Really?

Porn is purely functional.

It's not entertainment.

It's functional?

Yeah, porn has a singular purpose

in its existence.

It's a tool, an aid, a catalyst

in the act of pleasuring yourself.

Jerking off for guys is so casual.

It's like, you know, we don't

want to be bogged down

coming up with some sort

of scenario or something.

Pop in a video, open a magazine,

stream it online --

bam, done,

on with the rest of your day.

- What?

- Nothing.

So, how often do you do this?

- Lots.

- Oh.

Who has time to be embarrassed?

Oh, sh*t.

Dude, did I play you guys

our new song yet?

Yeah?

The son-of-a-b*tch doesn't lie.

What kind of a guy doesn't lie?

This is really starting

to get on my nerves.

Hey, I can have Kevin take me home.

Not this sh*t again.

What?

Do you got anywhere to be?

Enigmatic is to inscrutable

as Surreptitious is to...

Not really. Why?

I haven't hiked up Papago

since I was a kid.

One time me and Kev came up here

after school, and we fell asleep,

and then a park ranger comes,

closes the place down, right?

I talk to much, don't I?

No, I don't mind.

You, on the other hand,

are a woman of few words.

No, I talk.

Yeah, but you don't say much.

Nothing personal.

Prove it.

Passions, goals, turn-ons, turn-offs?

All right.

My turn-ons are cigarettes,'70s punk,

boys with rings in their lips,

and long, pointless walks up rocks.

Turn-offs?

Pretty much everything else.

Yeah, I get that.

Give me an example.

Here, I got one.

All my friends can talk about

are the S.A.T.'s, right?

About "college is this"

and "my future that. "

I mean, f***ing sh*t, like,

do I really have to go to college?

Like, what if I want to knit

f***ing baskets or f***ing --

or wait tables at Jim's or something?

I mean, do I really have

to get a higher education for that?

Like, what degree

do you suggest I get for that?

I mean, Jesus-f***ing-Christ, man!

Oh, sh*t.

Are you, like,

a Bible nut or something?

You can talk, can't you?

Yeah, well...

...it sucks.

It does suck.

What did you get on your S.A.T.'s?

- Like 1350 or something.

- Oh, my God!

- Honest.

- I believe you.

All right. Come on.

Are you hung over today?

I was this morning.

Really? What did you guys

do last night?

Got real high and went to a bar.

That's it?

Talked to a couple of girls

who blew us off

for these Abercrombie-model dudes

who said they had coke.

Now, don't worry.

Kev was a good boy.

No, he...

He can talk to who he likes.

Sure.

He played me the demo.

It was good.

Yeah, it's really good.

It was good the first time I heard it.

It was good the hundredth.

He's really proud of it.

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