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Chapter 18
DanelikescomingtoLondon,onlyIwon’tlethimifRainisinRome.Selfish.Butyou’venoideahowIenjoyRain.He’soneofthefewpeopleIknowwhogivesmearunformymoney,andIwishwemetmoreoften.
InonerespectRain’sluckierthanIam.HegetstomeetDane’sfellowstudentswhereIdon’t.IthinkDanethinksI’mgoingtorapethemonthespot.Ormaybehethinksthey’llrapeme.Hah.OnlyhappeniftheysawmeinmyCharmiancostume.It’sastunner,people,itreallyis.Sortofup-to-dateThedaBara.Twolittleroundbronzeshieldsfortheoldtits,lotsandlotsofchainsandwhatIreckonisachastitybelt—you’dneedapairoftin-cutterstogetinsideit,anyway.Inalongblackwig,tanbodypaintandmyfewscrapsofmetalIlookasmasher.
…WherewasI???Oh,yes,RaininRomelastweekmeetingDaneandhispals.Theyallwentoutonthetiles.Raininsistsonpaying,savesDaneembarrassment.Itwassomenight.Nowomen,natch,buteverythingelse.CanyouimagineDanedownonhiskneesinsomeseedyRomanbarsaying"Fairdaffodils,wehastetoseetheeweepsosoonaway"toavaseofdaffodils?Hetriedfortenminutestogetthewordsofthequotationintheirrightorderandcouldn’t,thenhegaveup,putoneofthedaffodilsbetweenhisteethinsteadanddidadance.CanyoueverimagineDanedoingthat?Rainsaysit’sharmlessandnecessary,allworkandnoplay,etc.Womenbeingout,thenextbestthingisaskinfulofgrog.OrsoRaininsists.
