The guy in the Hunter S. Thompson costume twitches by the subway door and squints at the ads above the seats, trying pretty hard to draw attention to himself. "Method costuming," Katie whispers, nodding in his direction.
Trust the short, hairy, older eastern European in the suit and Santa hat to engage Hunter, though. "She knew who you were right away," he says, indicating his leggy, sharp faced and obviously inebriated date, "but it was several minute before I knew who were you."
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