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‘No
t
s
o
lou
d.
’

‘I’
m
sorr
y,
Aaro
n.
Wh
y
didn’
t
yo
u
tel
l
m
e
you
r
nam
e
befor
e?
’

I
loo
k
a
t
he
r
wit
h
a
n
evi
l
gri
n,
an
d
the
n
sh
e
realize
s
th
e
stupidit
y
o
f
wha
t
sh
e
jus
t
sai
d.
She’
s
goin
g
alon
g
wit
h
m
y
stor
y.
Sh
e
seem
s
t
o
b
e
a
lo
t
friendlie
r
no
w
tha
n
sh
e
wa
s
whe
n
w
e
bega
n
talkin
g.
I
t
appear
s
tha
t
sh
e
migh
t
no
t
watc
h
a
lo
t
o
f
daytim
e
T
V.
Perhap
s
sh
e
spend
s
he
r
afternoon
s
i
n
th
e
ai
r,
workin
g,
o
r
a
t
th
e
pool
s
o
f
al
l
thos
e
motel
s
she’
s
compelle
d
t
o
sta
y
a
t
whil
e
she’
s
o
n
th
e
jo
b
.

I
remembe
r
you
r
nam
e
no
w.
Aaro
n
Jacobse
n
—’

I
pu
t
m
y
finge
r
t
o
m
y
lip
s
.

‘
Peopl
e
houn
d
yo
u
tha
t
badl
y?
’

‘
Isn’
t
i
t
obviou
s?
’

‘I’v
e
see
n
movi
e
star
s
o
n
a
fe
w
o
f
ou
r
flight
s.
Peopl
e
ca
n
reall
y
b
e
obnoxiou
s
t
o
the
m.
’

‘Ho
w
lon
g
ar
e
yo
u
schedule
d
t
o
b
e
i
n
tow
n?’
I
as
k
he
r
.

‘O
h.
Unti
l
th
e
en
d
o
f
th
e
weeken
d.
It’
s
a
lon
g
holdove
r
unti
l
Monda
y,
an
d
the
n
I’
m
heade
d
bac
k
t
o
th
e
Coas
t.
’

‘D
o
yo
u
hav
e
tim
e
t
o
spen
d
an
y
o
f
tha
t
weeken
d
wit
h
m
e?
’

1
pul
l
he
r
clos
e
agai
n
.

‘We’l
l
se
e.
Mayb
e.
’

I
lov
e
a
pric
k-
teas
e.
The
y
ar
e
s
o
muc
h
mor
e
fu
n
t
o
wor
k
o
n
.

‘Wh
y
aren’
t
yo
u
sur
e?’
I
as
k
he
r
.

‘I
don’
t
kno
w.
Actor
s.
I’v
e
date
d
actor
s
befor
e.’
 

‘I’l
l
be
t
yo
u
hav
e.
’

‘Wha
t
colo
r
i
s
you
r
rea
l
hai
r?
’

‘Th
e
sam
e
a
s
i
t
i
s
o
n
televisio
n,’
I
tel
l
he
r.
I
t
shut
s
he
r
u
p.
Sh
e
doesn’
t
wan
t
t
o
dra
g
hersel
f
an
y
deepe
r
int
o
th
e
li
e
she’
s
kep
t
aliv
e
.

‘O
h,’
i
s
al
l
sh
e
ca
n
muste
r
.

I
wal
k
he
r
bac
k
t
o
th
e
ba
r.I
orde
r
a
doubl
e
tequil
a
fo
r
eac
h
o
f
u
s.
Sh
e
throw
s
th
e
drin
k
dow
n
lik
e
a
pr
o.
On
e
swallo
w,
n
o
lim
e
o
r
sal
t.
S
o
I
orde
r
anothe
r.
Sh
e
put
s
i
t
dow
n
i
n
th
e
sam
e
manne
r
an
d
doesn’
t
notic
e
I’v
e
lef
t
m
y
ow
n
drink
s
untouche
d
o
n
th
e
ba
r
.

‘Anothe
r?
’

‘Sur
e.
I’
m
no
t
drivin
g
tonigh
t.’
Sh
e
grin
s
hazil
y
.

‘Doe
s
tha
t
mea
n
you’l
l
le
t
m
e
tak
e
yo
u
bac
k
t
o
th
e
hote
l?
’

‘
I
don’
t
kno
w.
Ca
n
yo
u
b
e
truste
d?
Wha
t
wit
h
tha
t
disguis
e
an
d
everythin
g.
’

‘Yo
u
don’
t
kno
w
wha
t
it’
s
lik
e
t
o
hav
e
a
lo
t
o
f
peopl
e
lookin
g
ou
t
fo
r
yo
u.
’

‘N
o.I
gues
s
I
don’
t.
’

‘It’
s
awfu
l.I
can’
t
g
o
ou
t
t
o
ea
t.I
can’
t
wal
k
th
e
mall
s
o
r
g
o
t
o
a
movi
e.
Bein
g
i
n
acting’
s
no
t
a
s
muc
h
fu
n
a
s
yo
u
migh
t
thin
k
i
t
i
s.
’