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Coffee, Mr. Miller.

Dear Red Shoes,

most everyone I know has an old flame, don't they?

That one real love, the one it took you years to get over.

And even then, are you really over them?

Well, at the time I did things the right way.

Or I did what at least I thought was right.

time to get to know him.

And I liked Michael.

Seriously liked him.

And he liked me.

Seriously liked me, I could tell.

It's as if we wanted our first time together to last forever.

This is Michael. I can't get to the phone right now, so leave a message.

Daisy.

Daisy, pick up the phone, honey.

No.

Who?

That's him.

It's no more.

Wait, wait, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What's going on?

Believe me.

I just gotta go.

Hello, Daisy.

How are you, honey?

Who is this?

Let her go, Michael.

She's coming home.

There,

now, you see, Michael?

She's asking you nicely, so please, do yourself a favor.

Fuck off.

I thought it was over.

I never would have come here.

Come here. Come here.

Where are you going to go?

What do you want from me, Daniel?

Then open the door, Daniel.

Well, sweet Michael won't let you go.

And even if he did, I'm afraid I can't do that.

Why?

Well, because of the bomb, of course.

If either one of you try to get out, I'm afraid there won't be much left to talk

about.

I just want to watch some TV with you guys.

Quite professional looking, if I do say so myself.

Just a little something I whipped up special.

I don't believe this. Believe it, Michael.

This is your life we're talking about here.

Thirty minutes and counting.

No more than your average sitcom.

You play by the rules and your big, impressive loft stays as it is.

You try and turn off the television or...

try any silly heroics, and, well, I'm afraid that will be that.

No secrets, Daisy.

I hate secrets, you know that.

You thought you could keep sweet Michael from me, and look how far that got you.

I think it's safe to say that nothing is really sacred anymore.

What do you say we go to the bed in Nala?

Please, make yourselves comfortable.

Oh, now, that doesn't look very comfortable to me, Michael.

At least you could hold her hand. I mean, you did just make love to her,

all.

If that's what you call it.

Daisy, don't. Michael, Michael, Michael, please.

There'll be no secrets here.

Hello,

Michael.

Here I am.

This is what I look like.

quite as good looking as you, but it's been said that I do have a certain edge.

And oh, how Daisy used to love that edge.

Didn't Johnny?

You repulse me.

Yeah, maybe.

But think about it, Daisy.

Think about what most women would be willing to give to have a man like me

them.

A man willing to give them everything.

Sacrifice everything.

Think about it.

Well, now for tonight's program.

Starring... Michael and Daisy.

first kiss.

Nothing like the first kiss.

That was so cute, honey.

Was it all that it was cracked up to be, Daisy?

More.

Much, much more, Daniel.

Well, surely you remember our first kiss.

Fuck you.

should have been there, Michael.

Quite remarkable, really.

Two years ago to this day.

But due to the miracles of modern technology, I can take the both of you

right now.

It was the first time we'd met.

A friend of mine brought Daisy over to one of my little parties.

We hadn't said much more than hello when I took her hand, led her down the

hallway to my bedroom.

Oh, God.

But we didn't quite make it to the bedroom now, did we, Daisy?

Did we, Daisy?

Michael, I... You what, Daisy?

You had no idea who I was?

You had no idea you were being spied on.

Would you have stopped if you did?

How could you?

The cameras were displayed prominently, Daisy.

You knew that.

You know that I hate secrets, dirty little secrets.

Oh, here we go.

Oh, that's right. We really didn't have a first kiss, now did we?

More like a...

First fuck would be more like it, wouldn't it?

But someone was coming.

Oh, don't look away, Michael.

It's just getting good.

I said look.

The closer they got, the more excited you became, didn't you, Danny?

I'm sick.

Fuck.

No, Michael.

You're wrong again.

I'm just a good fuck.

What is this now?

Your fourth date?

And how long have we known each other?

How long, Daisy? About four minutes or so.

Four dates.

Aren't they, Michael?

So... unpredictable.

You have to wonder sometimes if even they know what they really want.

I know exactly what I want, Daniel.

Really?

Well, then what is it that you want exactly?

Is it this?

This?

This?

Oh.

You said you didn't want it to end, didn't you, Daisy?

You even used the word forever.

You wanted to feel it all.

You wanted to experience it all.

Pushing me and pushing me until all I felt was fear.

Bullshit! No, Daniel!

You have to hear this.

You have to understand.

You never gave me the time to fall in love with you.

It was all passion and seduction.

Nothing else.

That's not true, Daisy.

Please don't take.

Michael, Michael, Michael.

You can't hide from me.

Would you like to know why Daisy finally left me?

I invited another man into our bedroom.

An old friend of mine.

College buddy.

Real swinger.

Great imagination.

It's funny, I've always wanted to be...

another man make love to my Daisy.

When I'm close to her, I can't see everything.

I want to step back and see her face in the

throes of passion.

See the way her body shakes and shudders when she comes.

You know what I'm talking about.

Does any of this make any sense to you, Michael?

I think you understand what I'm getting at.

Now, Granny, you've already made love to me, Daisy, for your pleasure.

But after watching your performance, I can't help but think that, under my

guidance, you might be able to do a much better job.

Oh, Daisy, I'm sorry, but... Think of this as a gift.

A gift of fulfillment.

Don't do this, Daniel.

All I'm asking you to do is make love to me, Daisy.

I want to watch.

And if you're good, maybe I'll just...

Very well done, Michael.

Now... I want you...

Daisy, come back here, honey.

I hope they find a way to...

would ever be boring, would it?