She was dressed in pajamas, standing at the refrigerator writing something on the whiteboard. I was still in my running clothes.
Hey, are your hands clean? she asked.
I was only reaching in for a fudgesicle, what did she care if my hands were clean!?
Touch my face if your hands are clean, she said. And she turned to me with her eyes closed.
Touch my face, she said. And she closed her eyes again.
I have on Modern Friction. She enunciated the last two words very clearly.
I washed my right hand (holding a fudgesicle in my left). And I touched her face.
Very nice, I said. And then after a brief delay,
Now I have something to write about!
She scowled. Sadly, I don't think that's the reaction she was looking for.
Update: She reports that she didn't say she had on Modern Friction but that she used Modern Friction.
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