La Petite Sucre Mort

Wish I could help you out.

There's a store down in the corner there. It should be open at noon tomorrow.

Oh, yeah. That's okay.

Um, by the way, what's your name?

And, uh, are you available?

I mean, are you married?

Well, my name's Jim Hartman. I'm not married.

I have a girlfriend, or should I say I had a girlfriend.

What happened?

She just vanished. You know, poof.

Poof?

Yeah, poof.

Oh, I see. Well, tell me, are you alone? Like, right now?

Well, what do you want to know that for?

Well, 'cause you're a man and I'm a woman.

Why not? Are you queer?

Well, hell no.

Well, then you should know what I'm talking about.

Like getting fucked.

That's putting on the line pretty blunt, isn't it?

Oh, I put more than that bluntly on the line, David.

So, uh, stop playing games.

Let's see what you have to offer a fine lady like me.

Mmm, clay to raise with more of it.

Oh babe, I don't know if I can handle it.

Sorry, Cooper.