the park bench

f o u r

f o u r

joanne: lark?

lark: yes, joanne?

joanne: uh, hi. i couldn't recognize you, because of the hoodie.

lark: were you looking for me?

joanne: um, yeah.

lark: whoa, no need to look so embarrassed. lots of men and women look for me.

joanne: are you a criminal or are you just bisexual?

lark: [chuckles] wow, straight to the point, not even the least bit subtle.

joanne: sorry.

lark: don't apologize unless you have a reason to and if you mean it. it has to be both.

joanne: in that case, i take it back. 

lark: are you saying that you're not the least bit sorry for being so blunt and snooping in a stranger's life?

joanne: nope and i'd like to become friends.

lark: well, friends?

joanne: [beams and shakes lark's hand] okay, now that we've established a friendship, you're avoiding the question.

lark: which question?

joanne: you know the question, why are people looking for you?

lark: would you allow "because i'm hot" as a reason? no? 

joanne: [raises eyebrow]

lark: alright, but just saying, that wasn't your question. it was are you a criminal or just bi.

joanne: well?

lark: let's put it this way, if i was an animal, i would be a unicorn who shits rainbow, eats lucky charms for breakfast and sparkles for lunch and dinner.

joanne: i'm straight.

lark: great [laughes] well, night, joanne.

joanne: oh, bye!

lark: don't sound so excited.

joanne: bye.