Sunday, November 14, 2004
Fish Guts
"You're an attractive woman, Laura," Hermes says. "Can we find a quiet room somewhere?"
Laura blushes furiously, glancing down at George, who is fighting fish-shaped space invaders.
"Come on, you little motherfucker," he's yelling at the screen, "hold still for two seconds while I blast you into fish guts!"
Hermes looks at Laura comically, crossing his eyes and touching his index finger to his dimple. She makes a stern face, gives a librarian's shake of the head.
"Come on," Hermes says, "can't we find a quiet place where we can--talk?"
Laura takes one more look at George, then makes up her mind. She isn't going to sleep with this god, that's for sure--even though she's heard from the twins that he's a genius in bed. But it can't hurt to hear what he has to say. Maybe he'll be able to resurrect Karl?
