Noir, part 4

“I don’t take orders from bricks,” I say.

“What?” she asks me.

“Nothing.  Are you ready to go?”

“Aren’t you gonna do something about that window?”

“No.”

“What if it rains?”

“Then I’ll take a shower.”

“What if a bird flies in?  What then?”

“Lunch.”

“Funny.”

“Not for the bird.”

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