N: I was thinking about the first night at the beach house. Caught you out. E:Yes. I believe I threatened to crush your windpipe. N:Good times! That night, I offered to help you too, and you said I wasn’t a part of this. E:Clearly, I was wrong.
“You’re in love with him, and he’s in love with you, and it’s like a goddamn tragedy, because you look at him and see the stars, and he looks at you and sees the sun. And you both think the other is just looking at the ground.” (x)