the samuel warlock

“It’s good to see you, and nice shoes, who are you?”

“Don’ even think about it, either o'y”.

“It is not time yet, Abel.”

“I never said I hated the thought”.

“Thank you, Ophelia.”

“Lifting the bar, Eli”.

“Do you work here?”

“Don’t get weird, it’s just… been a while.”

“Beau”.

“It looks like I was wrong, not a son... a brother, I presume?”

“I thought it was a desirable trait, Ophelia… for me to have no interest in your girls.”

“Careful, you almost sound committed”.

“You had to ruin the odd occasion that I am nice-ish.”

“Krysztof.”

“As far as I recall, yes”.

“What are you doing?”

“Hello”.

“Krysztof.”

“What’s wrong with you?”.

“I thought it was a desirable trait, Ophelia... for me to have no interest in your girls.”

“Relax, i’m not asking you to dance. Just, tell me what you think of her”.

“She is like the rest, if that was what you were going for.”

“I feel uncomfortable.”

“It would be unlike your mother not to show up where she is not invited, a quality we share.”

“Gaia.”

“Hi.”

“Hello, Kasia.”