8.19.2009

An Uncomfortable Polka-Dot Dress
























Jason: I knew I had you the day I met you.

Milly: How could you know something like that?

Jason: Because you were so nervous you laughed like a hyena, in that beautiful polka-dot dress of yours.

Milly: Really? I'll tell you one thing though. You did not have me the moment that we met because I'm not even sure I liked the fact that your staff talked about you behind your back at the dessert table. And excuse me, but truth be told, I didn't like anything that you ordered for me on our first date except the calamari. And ok fine, yes, it was nice to not have to think for a change. But who wants someone that doesn't think? Look! And sometimes you laugh when I cry, and you say "huh?" when I make perfect sense. And never ever in my life have I burnt a chocolate suffle until now, and that in and of itself. . . Should have told me I don't feel like myself around you. And I would have decided that. A long time ago if it weren't for my mother. Because who wants someone who laughs like a hyena in a polka dot dress that my mother made me buy.

Jason: I love that dress.

Milly: Take her out.


From Because I Said So.
(My new favorite movie)

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