The next morning, I sent a little probe down into my brain. No surge of brilliance came up to greet me. In short... I was back.
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- What's wrong? - What? You don't like me and I don't blame you. You see a self-defeating, energy-sucking piece of shit who's sponging off your husband. You're wishing I'd blow my brains out, but my existence shouldn't make you this upset. What is it?
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Eddie Morra.
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All right, we'll talk about it, but I, uh, need a favor first. Obviously, I'm in no condition to go out right now, so, I was wondering if you could pop down to the dry cleaners, grab my suit for me. And maybe grab a little... a little breakfast for us.
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It's not a good time, Eddie. Uh, hey, Vern, I really just need to talk to you.
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- That's none of your business. - Something wrong at law school? How do you know I'm in law school? People who aren't, usually don't carry around dry, academically-constipated books about a dead Supreme Court justice.
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- Vern, what happened? - Don't worry about it. I'm fine.
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...vomiting on his boss's desk or stealing his dying aunt's Percocet.
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- What was this drug? - I couldn't stay messy on it, I hadn't had a cigarette in six hours, hadn't eaten, so... abstemious and tidy? What was this? A drug for people who wanted to be more anal retentive? I wasn't high, I wasn't wired. Just clear. I knew what I needed to do and how to do it.
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OK.
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- No. - Words have appeared on paper. - Yes. - Written by you. All you have to do is read three pages. Just read three pages in the next hour and... ...if you don't want to keep reading, I'll give you back the advance.
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Vern?
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You're kidding.
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- OK, Eddie. - OK.
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- Eddie, I'm 40 pages further in. - Call me. It's a little grandiose, but I'm still reading. OK, how did you do this? I'd really like... Just call me the minute you get in. Call. OK?
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Uh... - So, uh, what's it called? - Doesn't have a street name yet. But the boys in the kitchen are calling it NZT 48. "The boys in the kitchen"? I don't... That doesn't sound very FDA-approved, Vern. FDA-approved, that's a laugh. You didn't really believe that shit, did ya?
