ISAAC: And if I could just get your signature on the line there by the ‘X,’ thanks.
ELDERLY MAN: All right.
ELDERLY WOMAN: (to him, as he signs) I am loving this evening. Fabulous dinner, fascinating conversation, and (takes his arm) now we’re seeing the cutting-edge play!
I want to be them when I’m older. But it’s more likely that I’ll be this woman, from today:
ISAAC: And if I could just get your signature on the line there by the ‘X,’ thanks.
WOMAN: Oh, god, I coughed on your pen. I coughed on your pen. Let me, I should sanitize that, let me sanitize that. (digs in her enormous Mary Poppins carpet bag, pulls out a handful of alcohol swabs, opens one) I’m going to sanitize that for you. It wasn’t a cold cough, just so you know, it was an allergy cough, but — regardless. (wipes the pen down) I’d want you to do this for me, so I’m going to do it for you. (wipes it with a second swab) There you go. I’m neurotic!
Oh, Isaac. I just want to give you a big hug and a big latte, and tell you that everything is going to be okay. Even if you end up carrying a carpet bag later in life.
Probably a little bit of both.
Ooh, I’ve missed your posts!