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A fancy one, made of gold,

or it was golden, at least.

So I said:
"Sorrati,

begging your pardon,

I'd like to give you this

for your dedication,

and love for architecture,

and blah, blah, blah,

as a gift."

So, I gave him the penholder

and he stares at me.

Looks me straight in the eye

and says:
"So, architect Albert,

do you want a B+?"

Success!

Good move with that penholder.

-I saw that. He likes you.

-He likes me a lot apparently.

I didn't plan ahead.

Hold on, hold on.

So, you have him the penholder,

and what did he ask then?

No... What?

He didn't ask me anything.

He asked me

about the Byzantine Empire,

and I gave him the penholder.

He didn't ask anything.

Excuse me.

Excuse me,

could I have a gin and tonic?

One gin and tonic, please.

That one?

-Which one?

-That one. The tall one.

Tall and slim guy.

Him? No. Awful, don't like him.

No, no. Do you like him?

You like him?

Yes.

Sure?

I'll get him.

Count.

One, two, three.

You have a big house.

It's not mine. It's my mom's.

I'm making a few changes at home,

and I have my studio there...

What're you having?

-I'm not thirsty.

-Really?

No drinks? Look what I got.

For you, for you, for you.

-No?

-No, thanks.

I'll have a drink.

Sure you won't drink?

No.

Not even a little?

A small taste?

It's all right. Look it's fine, fine.

It's fine.

Come, come, come.

Come, come, come.

You sure?

Yes.

-Let me.

-All right.

-Wait.

-Give it to me...

No, no. What is it? What is it?

Stop.

-Stop. What is it?

-No condom.

No, I don't know you. No condom?

-Here, here, let me.

-Wait, wait, wait.

Love, are you all right?

Are you sure?

No, stop, stop, stop.

-Go.

-I'm not leaving.

-Go now...

-No!

F*** me! Please!

Go on, beat it.

-What are you doing?

-F***ing hell!

-You okay, darling?

-Yes.

Stay still or I'll kill you, okay?

-You okay, darling?

-Yes.

-You sure he didn't hurt you?

-No.

What do you want?

-Should we stay or go?

-No.

-Wanna stay?

-Yes.

Listen, here's the deal.

You're going to f*** her.

Yes?

If you hurt her, I'll cut your throat,

you f***ing a**hole.

You'll f*** her and then we'll leave.

Are we clear?

Good.

-No, no!

-Hey!

I just said I would kill you.

Shall I repeat myself?

She'll take off your pants,

and you'll f*** her.

Yeah? Go, Celeste. Go.

It's flaccid.

Is it so difficult?

Don't you get it?

You brought her here.

You liked her and felt horny.

Go on.

Let me.

Now?

So, your girl's dating?

Something like that.

Hope it goes well.

I doubt it.

Why do you say that?

What's wrong?

I saw the last results

and they didn't look good.

I try to distract her,

take her to the movies.

I do what she likes,

I buy her things.

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