They Call Her Love

"Remind me, who are you?"

"Lotte Kirschbaum."

No we honestly can’t, who knows what secrets I’m hiding.

With that haircut? Probably lice.

And you are?

I’ll leave the pretending up to you.

Might as well, we can't trust you with such things.

Freedom? It’s amazing, you should try it sometime. 

Being rich is amazing too, maybe someone will feel bad and buy you something nice-- and you can pretend.

At the end of the day I’ll have my freedom while you’ll still be someone’s bitch. 

I guess that's what townies are used to.

I’ll have to remember that. Gotta ask Noah to keep a tighter leash on his lap dogs.

Rather a rich man's lap dog  than a poor man's mutt.

What did you say your name was again? 

Lotte.

That’s a good question that I’m not sure of the answer to. They’re probably high and attempting to be funny. What’d they say?

Is that so? 

You don't have to agree, conflict of interest and all.

Everyone knows that the townies just don't know what they're talking about-- or they'd be far more polite.

As much as I enjoy a good Monday catfight, they say that the high road is more gratifying in the long run.

Noah, why are your friends texting me?