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My name is Mimi, and I am what they call a techno geek.

You know what that means, right?

Living vicariously through the books I read and the movies I see, I express

myself through my computer.

Living my life as if I was one.

A computer, I mean.

Is there any reason why this is taking so long?

What the hell are you looking at?

Get back to work!

Fucking drive!

What are

you doing down there, huh?

What are you doing down there?

What are you looking at, huh?

What are you, jumping off the tube?

Excuse me. It's my fault.

Thank you.

Actually, I was...

I wanted to talk to her. I think that's my copy there. Is that it? Oh, yeah,

that's your copy. Perfect.

That's mine, yeah.

I thought, you know, maybe sometime we could maybe get together.

Maybe not.

So, I'll talk to you later.

Stay away, Mimi Johnson.

Stay away from Michael.

Shy.

Shy is by definition distrust of one's ability or opinion.

Cause is hesitation in acting or speaking.

Absence of undue confidence.

Timid, timorous.

And the opposite of shy is to be bold, uninhibited,

impulsive,

unrestricted, extroverted, and excessive.

Who knew that?

Maybe one man.

Are you getting enough iron?

Yeah?

Well I think it's settling in your ass!

Now get out of here, take this, and go.

Yeah, I have long right

And always will be.

What's going on down there?

Go back to work.

Looks like me.

I've longed to write this letter for some time.

I have never found a way to articulate the plethora of feelings that overwhelm

me when I so much as look at you.

My heart and soul are obsessed by you.

You are my destiny and I am yours forever and ever.

You wanted to see me.

You.

You, you, you, you, you. Me?

What?

What was that?

What are you talking about?

I am your destiny.

And you're mine.

Oh.

No, no, I was trying to write that down. That is the most beautiful thing. There

was a computer glitch and I...

Actually, I want to go see if we can get it back online.

I think... I think I need to go back.

I've ever thought that that letter was for me.

I don't have anything to offer him.

She's a total, unadulterated wimp.

I really need a vacation.

I've never been much of a dancer.

Sweetheart, if I can do it, so can you.

Who are you afraid of, Mimi?

I don't know.

Michael, isn't it?

You love someone else.

How do you know?

You saw them together.

You wrote her a letter.

Hey,

you won.

If you love him, I mean really, truly love him, you're going to have to fight

for him.

For Bristle. Bristle?

Who will?

One man bound in chain between the two of us.

Will you die for him, Lola?

Just try me.

Nothing would give me more place.

So let it be written.

So let it be done.

It's all in your head.

You don't even have the guts to talk.

More or less fight for it.

Who the hell is he anyway?

I mean, if he wants Tanya, let them be together. They deserve each other. But

I'm not going to sit around and watch.

There are plenty of other jobs out there.

Just quit.

I may not be Lola, but I am definitely Summer.

And I'm just going to march and I'm going to quit.

Wait a second.

Michael Sims!

Get back to work!

a fine line between fantasy and reality, and I was just about to cross it.

I need a vacation.

There you have it, red shoes.

Sometimes if you're lucky and a little bit wacky, it's just possible that

fantasy and reality can come together.

to create the best of all possible worlds.

I still live my life as Mimi, but with a cherry called Lola on top.

You hungry?

You hungry?