Deception Page #5

- I'm in the Soho Grand.

- Soho Grand, huh?

- Sounds like you've

been enjoying yourself.

I have. I met this

girl last night,

and I broke all the

rules and I had...

an honest-to-God

conversation with her.

- That's extremely

naughty of you.

Who is she, Romeo?

I have no idea,

really. I don't know...

very much about

her yet, but...

- I'm gonna see her again.

I don't want to dampen

your spirits...

- What?

You met her through the list.

She's different. Trust me.

- So when are you back?

- Hard to say.

It's back-to-back

bullshit here.

But next week, I hope.

Well, good luck.

I'll see you when

you get back.

You, too.

- Hello?

- Are you free tonight?

I'm sorry, you have

the wrong number.

- Hello?

- Hey, are you free tonight?

Can you meet me in Chinatown,

on Doyer Street?

Say, eight o'clock?

Okay.

I got you a present.

- Thank you.

- It looks great on you.

- Let's go.

- Yeah.

We'd like... we'd

like one of these.

And... one of these...

oh, and that.

Thank you.

- What did you order?

- I have absolutely no idea.

- How do you know

well like it?

How do you know we won't?

This is so not my life.

Ever since that

night on the subway

I haven't stopped

thinking about you.

I'm not sure I believe you.

I mean, you're in a sex club.

I'm not judging you.

I'm in there, too.

But don't say you've been...

solemnly holding a

torch for me for...

- long now, one month?

- Point taken.

I got you a present.

Oh, he is so cute.

Thank you.

- Here.

- Thanks.

What is that?

Ginseng gum.

It's terrible.

I guess...

it does sort of

taste like hairspray.

I think I got it now.

I think your name is Suki.

What? What are you

thinking about?

- I don't want to

complicate your life.

No...

I want all the

complications you've got.

Maybe you should go?

Maybe you should stay.

I know we decided

not to rush, but...

Just for the record,

I'm doing everything

I can just to apply

the brakes here.

Oh, me too.

Our parents would be proud.

But just say...

Say what?

If we acted...

just suddenly tore off

the rest of these...

clothes to consummate

their deep...

human needs in a frenzy of...

F***ing and sucking.

Beautifully put.

- You were saying?

- Well...

- Who could blame

these two people?

Who could possibly judge them?

Who would know?

- I got it.

- Where are you going?

Ice.

Oh, you gonna get

some ice, huh?

There's a machine

out in the hallway.

I'll be right back.

I'll get the ice.

You stay here,

I'll get the ice.

- Jonathan. Wait.

- No, I'll go.

Would you like some help?

I can manage. Thank you.

I can't get the card to work.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello.

Hello?

Sir. Sir.

Mr. McQuarry, Detective Russo.

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