Mal: “It’s just for a few months.” Woman: “Then what?” Mal: “Then I take her and we’re leaving. She likes the beach, so maybe we’ll go somewhere with a lot of sun. Greece or Spain. South of France, maybe.” Woman: “Isn’t she mad at you for having her here?” Didn’t take a genius to figure out I was her, and I was also about as welcome as gonorrhea.
