
And I haven't seen Dan since Valentine's Day.
Which proves my point.
Whenever you have feelings for someone you can't deal with,
you avoid them.
I am not avoiding him.
If you don't remember,
I have a royal minder who watches my every move.
Okay, well, then if you don't have feelings for him,
then spending time with Dan shouldn't be a problem for him or you.
It isn't. And I'll prove it to you.
How?
By hanging out with him all day.
Why don't you come with me?
I'm not spending the day with you and Dan.
And what would that prove anyway?
That he and I are nothing more than old friends.
I'll point out the sadness of his hair, clothing,Brooklynroots,
and he will decry my constructive criticism as snobbery.
We'll share our views on recent French cinema.
And there will be no kissing.
Open up.
Everything fixed?
Not even close.
It will be.
Now I have to gather up Dan's DVDs,
and you wait here and tell Estee when she arrives that I'm with Dan,
my friend who I'm not avoiding because he's just my friend.
Send pics.