Hey, was I recapping? Sorry. So this motel has a hot plate and a pot. (Shut up, don't start laughing again. It's a pot-pot, not pot. Shh. Oh, forget it.) Eric calls it the trappings of non-permanence. Eric hands Jaye a glass, and she sighs with orgasmic glee. They listen to the wall through their glasses. "Are you getting anything on yours?" Jaye asks with much breath and a bit of an accent. "No, nothing yet," Eric says. Y'all, listening is easier when you aren't talking. They slide to the ground to listen. Eric's eyebrows look fake, like they're glued on in a permanent shocked position. Jaye tries on my Wonder Killer hat for a second to see how it fits: "You do realize, don't you, that non-permanence doesn't have any trappings? That's what makes it non-permanent. I mean to say that something transitory and totally fleeting, can't really trap you. Right?" Eric leans in toward her. "Something just passing through town, for instance." Jaye leans to Eric. "Something transitional." Eric leans in. "Uh-huh. Or someone." Just as they're about to kiss, they hear a woman on the other side of the room shout, "Stop! Stop! I can't do this!" Jaye and Eric gasp, stand up and run out of the room.
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