New York Moment: LXXXVIII

(ISAAC, MELANIE, and DAVE are walking out of the Starbucks on 43rd and 9th and over to see A Tale of Two Cities.)

DAVE: Isaac, I saw a guy the other day and thought of you.
ISAAC: Why?
DAVE: Because he’d be someone you’d go “mmmmmm!” over. He was a cop at the courthouse.
ISAAC: Was he gay?
DAVE: I doubt it. He was big and beefy; he was all like, “Fuck yeah.”
ISAAC: Hey, I’ve been with a guy like that.
MELANIE: The hockey player!
DAVE: “Fuck yeah!”
ISAAC: Oh my god, you guys: I kind of miss him.
DAVE: He could be dead.
ISAAC: He really liked me and I dropped him.
MELANIE: Do you have any way of contacting him?
ISAAC: No, I deleted his phone number a long time ago. I mean, I couldn’t have taken him anywhere.
MELANIE: We would have learned to love him.
ISAAC: You guys do remember that the last time I talked to him he was shouting obscenities from his car at some woman on the street?
MELANIE: Oh yeah.
ISAAC: And he was being sued by the state of Maryland for choking some guy and crushing his trachea on the side of the road while he was an on-duty state trooper.
DAVE: He’d totally beat you up.
ISAAC: Actually, I don’t think he’d beat me up. He was pretty tender with me.
MELANIE: He’d beat us up.
ISAAC: That’s probably true.

FIN.