Carlo: I am a thief of umbrellas. I give them to beautiful women who pass by the Café de Flore.
sex
Two friends, on pace.
Carlo: You walk so quickly.
Cecily: I am walking toward my future husband, and you toward old age. I understand the difference in pace.
Cecily, on QI.
Maurice, on Cecily’s love life.
Maurice: I think you have so many men because one deceived you, and you’re taking vengeance on the others.
Two friends, on profiteroles.
Cecily: Profiteroles are rather inspiring in the bedroom, I hear.
Christian: Don’t they crimple up under the pressure ? And the cream ooze out ?
Cecily: Quite right. They’re just fun little metaphors rolling around in our purses, waiting for the right moment to be brought out to ooze.
Christian: You keep profiteroles in your purse? An eclair might be more up your street.
Cecily: Eclairs, in my experience, beg to be eaten as soon as they’re bought. They’re just so damn desirable. But as a sexual presence, they’re too obviously dickish. And dicks aren’t really all that attractive. As a creative, I favour subtlety. Society has hopefully evolved beyond the phallus.
Christian: And so you start referring to testicular metaphors instead. Original.
Two friends, on trifle.
Cecily: Your ex-boyfriend is extremely generous.
Christian: Less so sex-wise.
Cecily: Luckily, I need not trifle with him in the bedroom.
Christian: Trifle may well have been the secret ingredient I never thought of.
Cecily, messaging while Marty McFly is in the bathroom.
Cecily: I am on a first date with Marty McFly. He’s wearing a half-denim varsity jacket. He said “Don’t cry for me Argentina”, when he left for the bathroom, and he has a watch with a digital face.
I’m into the weird ’80s/90s vibe, but I do feel like I’m living in a period film. He said I was like Zelda Fitzgerald. So our eras have collided into great making out and digital-faced watches and big vintage hats.
I will likely never see him again, because I can’t deal with someone who says the words “fresh” and “slammin'” un-ironically.
He has a haircut that makes him look like the Karate Kid. Also, he has Warner Brothers characters on his hoodie, and a cute smile. There are white pants and shoes involved, after Labor Day. He continually references Peewee Herman. He uses the Internet, even though personality-wise, it really feels like he shouldn’t.
From his touch, he may be really good in bed. We have a physical connection despite the lack of congruent eras.
Two friends, on seafood.
Cecily: A vagina is sometimes called a clam.
Raj: And there’s me thinking clams are called clams and vaginas are called vaginas.
A mentor and a student, on whoredom.
Cecily: Under your mentorship I have flourished into a bit of a right whore.
Christian: Beware. Whoredom too spirals into its own squealing mundanity.
Two Italians, on the night sun.
Carlo: The night sun is good.
Nicolas: You’re looking at a gas heater.
Carlo: But it is a gift — bright and lovely.