Deep Dark Page #3

Well, my... my uncle

lived in it, I guess,

until he bought the apartment.

Well, here, it's around

the corner and on the left.

Okay.

And garbage pickup's Fridays.

- Thanks.

- M-hm.

Hi, Hermann, how's

your art coming?

Fine.

Aren't you going

to invite me in?

I'd love to see your work.

I don't like to show

works in progress.

Of course, I

understand completely.

Anyway, I was just baking, and I

accidentally made an extra pie

and I thought you

might be hungry.

You made a pie?

Peach. You do like

peach pie, don't you?

Yeah, uh...

Thanks.

Hermann, I just wanted

to tell you if you ever

need any help, not to presume

that I know anything about art

but if you ever need

any, I don't know,

moral support or something,

or anything, just let me know.

I should get back.

Don't worry, I'll

be back later for the plate.

Oh, okay, come on.

Ow.

I'm going insane.

Yes?

Hey, Devora, it's, uh,

it's me, Hermann Haig.

Um, two weeks ago, I...

I said that I would

have something amazing for you.

And, well, it's...

it's been two weeks.

Right.

The one with the...

with the blood.

Yeah, yeah, right.

You know, this

really isn't the best time.

Thanks.

Uh...

Hello?

Hey, it's me.

Just if... if you'd

let me show you,

I think you're really

going to love it.

I mean, really, it's like...

It's like nothing

you've ever seen before.

I'm not taking on

any new artists right now.

Thanks.

What?

Um, I don't understand.

Two weeks ago, you said,

"come back in two weeks."

Why would you... why would you

say that if... if like, uh...

when what,

when I didn't mean it?

Because I wanted you

to get out of my face,

and that's what I'm asking

you to do right now.

Walk away, do not come back.

Your art is terrible;

Please don't buzz me again.

Uh, I see, thanks.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Hermann Haig.

Here, maybe you can sell it.

Sure, chief.

Stupid, stupid, stupid Herman.

Yeah, two weeks, come on by.

What is it?

128, 129.50,

135, 2, 275, 280, 280.

300? This is a

one-of-a-kind work of art.

- 400.

- - 2,000.

2,000.

2,000, going once, going...

- sold.

Aw, man.

It's really quite exquisite.

Back there, I owe

you an apology.

I'm sorry.

You know, it'd be a shame if the

art world lost a

voice like yours.

Whoo! Yeah!

Yes!

Whoo!

Well, how did it go?

You're not dreaming.

I'm still here.

It was incredible.

You won't believe what happened.

Not only did the

piece sell, but guess

who wants to sign me

as her newest artist?

Did you get bigger?

Who wants to sign you?

Devora Klein.

Devora Klein!

That's great,

I knew you could do it.

It wasn't me, it

was what you gave me.

Thank you.

God, I still can't believe it.

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