The Shape of Things Page #5

I'm not her puppy!

The wedding sounds great.

Really, it sounds... Yeah.

You don't

have to leave.

Were you...

always like this before?

So...

you know.

Shy?

Mm-hmm.

Just about the fact that no one

would ever sleep with me. That's all.

Come on!

No, seriously.

I mean, you're, like,

I don't know,

only the third person

I've ever...

Really?

Yeah.

I mean it.

And they were

both young.

I mean,

I was too.

I wasn't, like, hanging out

by a day care or anything.

It was during

high school, mostly.

Hmm. So youre sort of

in uncharted waters here.

I don't wanna

blow your cover, but...

I could kinda tell.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Well, that's okay.

Nobody here at school?

Well,

nothing serious.

Dates.

Some close calls.

But not anyone,

you know...

Like Jenny?

No, no.

Are you sorry

you didn't ask her out?

Hmm? I mean, if ...

if I wasn't

in the equation.

Not really.

Hmm.

We just never

got the right...

What...

I sort of blew that one.

Anyway, it's kinda weird

talking about it now that...

That's okay.

You know, it's nice to see,

every so often, someone... gallant.

So, did you enjoy

tonight?

Uh-huh.

Dinner was great.

The trip into the city...

that was fun. I like your car.

I meant the performance.

Oh, right, that.

Um...

Not really.

Well...

that's all right.

That's fine. Oh, no, it's not that

I didn't enjoy it. It was okay.

You didn't think

it was amazing?

I thought it was amazing that the

cops didn't bust in and stop her.

Oh, come on!

How could you not find that

moving, what she was doing? Easy.

I mean, granted, I usually love it when a

woman removes her tampon in front of me.

- Very sexy.

- It's not supposed to be sexy.

I was joking.

You know that.

I mean, Jesus, it's an expression

of herself as an artist, as a woman,

a person.

I couldn't believe

what I was seeing.

Me either. You didn't

get it. That's all.

No, that's not true.

We just don't agree. That's all.

- I wanted to like it.

- Then why didn't you?

Maybe because she was finger painting

portraits of her daddy using menstrual blood.

She... is completely influential,

totally vanguard.

To me, it was nasty, it was private, and I felt

like it was something I wasn't supposed to be seeing.

She allowed you to though.

She allowed you into her world,

into her work,

but in a highly theatrical way.

Exactly my point.

It's called theater, not therapy.

No, it's called

performance art!

- It's called her period!

- It's called your taste up your ass!

Did we just have

our first fight?

I think so.

Yeah, we did.

Cool.

Better mark it down

in our diaries.

Yeah.

Hey.

We can do that... fight.

That's good.

Why good?

'Cause, um,

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