Gordon has good taste. You’re pretty.
Don’t be modest. I like it when a woman knows she’s beautiful. Women nowadays—they don’t know how to walk into a room. A beautiful woman should walk into a room thinking: I am beautiful and I know how to walk in these shoes. There’s so little glamour in the world these days. It makes daily life such a bore. Women are responsible for enlivening dull places like train stations. There is hardly any pleasure in waiting for a train anymore. The women just—walk in. Horrible shoes. No confidence. Bad posture.
She looks at Jean’s posture.
Jean sits up straighter.
A woman should be able to take out her compact and put lipstick on her lips with absolute confidence. No apology.
The other woman takes out lipstick and puts it on her lips, slowly.
Jean is riveted.
I’ve always been embarrassed to put lipstick on in public.
That’s crap. Here—You have beautiful lips.
She hands Jean the lipstick.
I don’t have a cold.
It’s not the germs. It’s—
Put it on. Take your time. Enjoy yourself.
Jean puts on some lipstick.
That was disappointing. Oh, well."
Dead Man’s Cell Phone, Sarah Ruhl (via hotelsongs)