Verena: I hear you, I do. I recognize how painful this is for you. Plum: I wanna keep going, but may I make two requests? Verena: Sure. Plum: Could I meet the rest of my dates someplace? I don't love people, strangers, knowing where I live. Verena: Of course. And? Plum: And then could you tell them how I look before the date? Verena: I actually did describe you, but... Plum: I mean a picture is worth a thousand words.
Little girls were siding with terrorists while I just sat there waiting for a gentleman caller. I knew once he laid eyes on me I get what I call the stare. It sprang from a mixture of revulsion and disappointment.