DINNER WITH STEVEN

[Dinner with my friend Steven, mid-twenties, musician and thrill-seeker. We're having noodles at Wagamama]

STEVE
I was watching this sport where the guys throw themselves from a mountain, only wearing 'wings' between their wrists and ankles. Eventually once they're experiences they can fly along the mountain almost touching the grass with their fingertips..They look like...superheroes! There's no other way to describe it. And I thought, that's something I want to do before I die

DIANA
wow..How long before you die. 6 or 7 minutes before you die?

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[Speaking of short attention spans, and my habit of leaving places within twenty minutes of arriving]

STEVE
are you awfully bored yet

DIANA
No..I was thinking. If you weren't here I'd make a ship out of this paper napkin

STEVE
S- I was actually thinking of making a plane with mine!

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 STEVE
How shall we name it?

DIANA
Dorothy!

STEVE
okay so now it's a girl. Now planes sometimes had a picture on the side. A picture of a

DIANA
Duck!

STEVE
Not what I had in mind but a duck will work

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DIANA
I know what you mean. It's good to wear panties

STEVE
I try to steer away of conversations of me wearing panties