Chapter Fifteen

ROW

oBITCHuary: Do you have a girlfriend?

McMonster: ???

oBITCHuary: I just realized I never asked.

McMonster: What does it matter?

oBITCHuary: Dunno. It just does. Would you answer? It's not a government secret.

oBITCHuary: (It isn't a government secret, right? Because I have the tendency to get myself into all sorts of unideal situations…and let's just say, I cannot take part in a witness protection program. I'd blow my cover before I chose a new name. In fact, how can one choose a new name? It's gonna take me forever. SO many options.)

McMonster: I don't have a girlfriend.

oBITCHuary: Boyfriend?

McMonster: No.

oBITCHuary: ANY kind of sexual/intimate partner?

McMonster: The answer is no.

oBITCHuary: Same for me.

McMonster: I know. We've discussed it.

oBITCHuary: Why are you single? Haven't found the right girl yet?

McMonster: Oh, I found her.

oBITCHuary: Then what is the problem?

McMonster: Only one of us fell.

oBITCHuary: Wow. I cannot imagine not falling for someone like you. Silly girl.

McMonster: That's the worst part, though.

McMonster: She isn't silly at all. She is fucking brilliant.