Tiny Furniture Page #4

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It was for, like...

a blow situation

that I since cleared up.

- Do you drink?

- Yeah. No.

No, I, um -

Only kombucha, you know?

And some red wine.

But that's good for you.

But I don't think we need to talk

about all our issues, you know?

Can't we just start again

as new friends, you know?

Who... Who were old friends,

you know?

- Yeah, like new friends who share

a lot of old memories. - Exactly.

Exactly.

It's kind of like that book

The Giver, you know...

where the, um...

that kid stores everyone's emotions,

that guy?

No, it's not like that at all.

Here.

Thank you.

Well, I want to know about you.

What do you do?

What do you love to do?

Uh... well, I studied film theory...

which I guess I liked.

And then this past summer

I was an assistant...

to a documentary film professor,

like, doing research and stuff.

Sounds like fun.

It wasn't really that fun.

Ooh!

- This is so funny.

- You think so?

I think it's so stupid.

It's just, like, me in a bikini...

in a campus fountain

while my ex-boyfriend watches.

I f***ing love it.

Look how many views it's got.

It's got all these comments as well.

"Ahoy, mateys. Whales ahead. "

"What a blubber factory. "

"Put on some pants

or a burlap sack. "

Oh.

"No, her stomach isn't huge.

It's just that her b*obs are really small.

It's an optical illusion. "

Oh, you can't possibly

take these seriously, Aura.

I do sometimes.

I kind of want to take this

off-line anyway.

I think you're a genius.

You should be on Saturday Night Live.

Or maybe something

more early Yoko Ono...

where you're just moving through a gallery

and everyone's watching you.

No way.

The art world's my mom's racket.

I don't know what I'll be.

Is Siri making you get a job?

She's not making me.

I mean, I probably should.

My psycho-pharm says

there's no such thing as "should. "

Plus, no one's even financially

independent until they're at least 25.

Or even 30.

What do you think you'll do?

I have no idea what I'm qualified for.

I worked at this place

around the corner called Clandestino.

It's, like, sort of

a dinner bistro kind of thing.

- You were a waitress or -

- No, I was a hostess.

It's the easiest job ever.

You just have to look nice and greet people,

and then old guys send you drinks.

You're so charming. You could do it.

And I know they're hiring.

Just go round there tomorrow

and say you know me.

- I have no experience.

- It's absolutely fine.

On my resume, under "skills"

I put "Has a land line. "

That's amazing.

Thank you.

I mean, being my guardian angel.

Oh, sleep over, please.

I can't. I live so close by.

I just gotta go home.

Really good to see you, though.

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