voice

[glassbox]

Hey.

Hey.

[ The bang of a door slamming open, then traffic, people. ]

Y'know what? A girl gets sick an' tired a'being hauled around like garbage t'do the dirty work of a stupid machine. I ain't answerin' t'that scrap heap a'metal, and there's nothin' anybody can do t'change my mind.

I'm Diamond Lil. Mechanical cow can kiss my diamond --

[ A taxi horn blares. There's a clattering sound, like something metal -- a trashcan, maybe, or a bench -- just got kicked over. Surprised murmurs in the background. ]

At least you coulda teleported me t'the right damn country!

Comments

[glassbox]

What's there t'be cheerful about?

[ankhs]

The weather, the people, the things to do! There are a lot of things to be cheerful about -- you just need to pick one.

[glassbox]

And what if I just want t'be upset?

[ankhs]

Then be upset. Do what's good for you.

[glassbox]

Wish I knew what that was.

[ankhs]

I think you do, Lilian. It just may not seem so obvious.