Gift from Above
“Did you see what I just saw?”
“What? The whole golden light and angelic chorus thing?”
“Shit.”
“Well, I’m not sure about you, but it didn’t really do anything for me.”
“Was that a sign? I mean, was that a sign for me?”
“I don’t see anyone else here but you and me, and I’m pretty sure I’m exempt.”
“He _was_ cute -”
“Go get ‘em, tiger.”
”- But I don’t think I trust angelic choruses.”
“If I had your record, I don’t think I would either.”
“This is a problem.”
“No it’s not. Go talk to him. Tell him about the light and see what he says.”
“…”
“If you don’t, you’ll always wonder what the special effects were for.”
“Stay here.”