Page 108 of Alone With You in the Ether

Yes, she knows, just go with her here—

Okay, okay, if she says so…

She’s holding a beer and looking around like, Fuck this shit, and naturally he sees her.

Because she has an energy?

Yes, exactly, because she has an energy and he recognizes it. He’s seen it before.

In the past which is also the future, you mean?

Right.

Okay, so what next?

Well, that’s the thing. He sees her, and now he has to say something so she’ll know it’s really him.

Like a time loop situation?

Sure.

But how can she possibly know it’s him?

She’ll just know. But that’s not the point; the point is, she wants him to say something very specific.

Okay, like what?

Maybe she wants him to say: He’s been waiting a long time for her.

But she’ll hate that. She’ll think it’s a line.

No, no, she’ll know he means it. She knows him, remember?

But she doesn’t.

But she does.

How?

She just does. So anyway he’ll say it, and she’ll know he wouldn’t just say that. He doesn’t just say things like that.

He really doesn’t, but still. Seems a little corny, doesn’t it?

Okay, okay fine. Then he should also bring up bees, probably.

Bees? First thing?

Of course. Remember? She already knows about the bees, even though she doesn’t.

This is getting complicated, he thinks.

No, it isn’t, it’s… Fuck, she knows what it is. It’s a fucking perfect circle.

There are no perfect circles, Regan.

Yes, there’s one, and it’s this one: They fall in love because they’re always in love.

That’s circular, not a circle.

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