Today is E.S.’s birthday, which means that I was in a
mawkish tender mood last night. He was fiddling with a laser pen pointer, and we had the following conversation.
E.S.: Ooh, look what happens when the light lands on the stone in your engagement ring!
FAUSTUS: That’s pretty cool.
E.S.: What if somebody made a ring that did that? I should have gotten you a ring that did that.
FAUSTUS: No, because this is already the best engagement ring ever.
E.S.: I’m sure that somewhere there’s a prince or tycoon or somebody with a better engagement ring.
FAUSTUS: No, because he didn’t get it from you.
E.S.: Well, you don’t know that.
FAUSTUS: Why are you always so mean to me?