"Nah." *** "My girlfriend doesn't even care about the emotional depths of the deepest creature in the world."
“Have I? Are you sure? I want to kill a lot of people.” *** “But you’re an anemone, so it might be different.”
She sighed as she turned on the car, blasting the heat. "You just want to see faults." * * * "I guess we'll never know."
"Yuh huh," she said, turning on the music. She paused as a familiar tune came on. "I swore I'd never fall again, but this don't even feel like falling..." She raised an eyebrow. "What... the Hell." * * * "We need to invent a giant squid communicator."
She squinted at him. "This is not our song. This is a song that is very popular right now." She turned to glare at the radio. "Why is it popular right now?" * * * "Agreed. Let's just leaving it to communicate for itself."
She rolled her eyes, but couldn't stop the smile on her face. "You're ridiculous." * * * He kissed her cheek as they left, squeezing her hand. "What next?"