"That brought about a round of laughter from the table. The Athenian had excellent gyros, but their coffee barely passed as industrial sludge. It wasn...t the type of place that an OX would be seen in. Heather congratulated her for managing to take both the high and low roads simultaneously. Chad, on the other hand, just shook his had and said, "Okay, point to you ... just be careful. Okay?"Gregg looked for some hint of a joke in his expression but found none. He didn't quite know what to make of. She threw her head back and laughed and began working the camera. She knew exactly how to pose and which were her best angles. She used her hair in the most seductive manner I had ever witnessed. She was looking through the camera lens at me, performing, seducing.I was using a hand held camera and began moving to develop some interesting angles. It only took about ten minutes to shoot three hundred images. “I think we have it, baby,” I said approaching her “Baby, is it?” Lisa said flashing her. You're kinkier than a fifty-cent garden hose." He then lightly tapped his lavish Bic pen on his desk which promptly collapsed at our feet. "Fuckin' Ikea," he mumbled. "Let's move over to the casting couch."Looking at the couch I chose to remain standing since it appeared home to more fungi than a petri dish. He resumed his questions. "How do you feel about hot girl-on-girl action?" Do I pay you four-hundred-bucks for that?" He laughed again; his beer-gut jiggling. "I love a woman with a sense. Again, I think it is a good shield to hide behind when avoiding the human race in a crowded city. I think about the subway girl a lot that day and wonder what happened to her. I contemplate going back, but I don’t want to be disappointed again so it is easier to act like I don’t care, and I catch myself trying to make up mean things about her. But in the end either my curiosity, my boredom, or my loneliness wins out and I head back to the same spot at five o’clock. I really don’t have anywhere.