RE: Cindy to Jim

J: Didn't you notice that he was looking that way?
C: Nope, I don't really pay attention any more.
J: How can you not pay attention when it's him.
C: Why? Because what's the point. As far as I'm concerned it could be Brando or a young Robert and it still wouldn't matter. We're all people - at least that's what they tell me.
J: Well that's a shitty way of looking at it. He deserves more than that. He's practically a fucking hero and if I were so inclined I might even have a go.
C: Pretty sure your inclined.
J: We'll see. Still haven't decided. I have to go back to the clinic for a check and then I'll be sure. Can you imagine if I had doubt about this? That would really mess with my head. I probably couldn't focus or perform or do anything!
C: Well, does it really matter one way or the other?
J: Of course it does! Are you serious? How could it not? If they say yes, then everything is going to change. I'll have to redefine my walk, my talk, and my glock isn't going to fit in places it fit before.
C: How poetic.
J: Yah, tragically poetic. But he's still looking over here. If you don't notice that then I might as well give up.
C: On what?
J: First, on you. Second, probably on me too because he should be looking over here. Then I'll go home, take a good last look in the mirror and finish it up.
C: Product placement.
J: What?
C: Seven Up. Freshen your day with a blast.
J: You okay?
C: Yah. It's something I have to do for marketing class. It's like in high school when you carried a baby around for home economics and the baby had a little recorder inside keeping track of the number of times it shit itself or was kicked around the house. They placed a 10 nm chip inside my cheek and I have to recite twelve product placements every day.
J: I never took care of a baby.
C: See, I told you so.
J: Told me what?
C: Exactly.
J: Whatever. 10 nm is pretty old school though. I'm guessing they're titanium encased?
C: Yah. I know. Well it was this or the organic one. Apparently the organic one can act as a laxative and a sedative. Sometimes at the same time.
J: Hmm.. Well at least with the organic one it wont bury its way into your skull.
C: The odds of that happening ever again are insanely low. The woman got struck by lightning and she had the rarest form of the B67 mutation. I got sequenced five years ago and I specifically checked for that. I don't have it.
J: These guys learn. They adapt. Just because you don't have that kink doesn't mean there aren't other ones that might catalyze the jump. Think about it. There are millions of places where it could happen. They only need one sequence at one moment and.. well.. you know the story.
C: Well why hasn't it happened more often then? Why is it just that one lady from Barcelona? If you're saying its so common then why is there only one reported case.
J: Well, I would tell you what I think but you wouldn't take it seriously so I'll shut up.
C: You've told me before. You're right, you should shut up.
J: I'm tired. Spent all week preparing for the test.
C: What did you set the decelerator at?
J: 10:1
C: Wow. That must of just rocked your Circadian. Do you even know what day it is?
J: I think its a Thursday. Doesn't really matter.
C: So you just spent 50 days stuffing your head with this crap.
J: You can multiply. Good for you.
C: Not my fault you can't handle the decelerator.
J: I can handle it just fine. At least I can still sleep. Whens the last time you had a normal night?
C: Don't bring that up. My shrink says it's better if I ignore it.
J: Sorry.
C: It's fine.
J: He's walking towards us.
C: Cool.
J: Well what are you going to say?
C: I don't know. Should I be nervous?
J: Irony won't get you action.
C: Not looking.
J: Sure.
C: He didn't even stop at our table.
J: Hmm. Weird. I guess I mis-read him.
C: Yep, I guess so.