"What about the sunburn?"
"Someday ask Chiun. I can't even understand it, much less be able to explain it."
Smith surveyed the fine surroundings and added: "You know, if the tables weren't so close together, I'd like to see you eating the next time in an automat."
"You would," said Remo, placing his wallet and new self in the pocket of the new suit he had bought for cash.
The waitress was back, putting the grilled cheese sandwich in front of Smith.
"You know," Remo said as she bent over, "a girl without freckles is like a night without stars."
"I know," she said. "My boyfriend tells me that."
And Smith took obvious delight in Remo's obvious deflation.
"I swear it," Remo said to Smith. "There is not an original line hi the world. Whatever you make up has been made up before. I had made that up. It was mine."
"Rubbish," said Smith with the quiet contentment of seeing another soul return from the clouds to the daily level of discontent. "A mutual friend of ours used to use it all the time. Little girls, old women, anyone he could bamboozle. When he was sober enough to talk."
And Remo, who knew whom Smith was talking about, dropped his fork in the potatoes and said, with thorns of outrage, "I remember every word that guy ever said to me. And he never told me that."
"If you say so," said Smith biting into the yellow goo of his sandwich.
And Remo leaned back. "I don't care if you don't believe me. At least I know I have poetry in my heart. You know. Heart, sensitivity, people, human beings."
He did not now feel like eating and he watched the Miami valley, the moving lights of the cars, the dots of lights that were far-off homes.
"All right. I really believe you made that up originally. It's possible. Now finish your dinner. We're paying for it."
Remo continued to look out into the dark waiting for a similar inspiration to come to him so he could prove himself on the point. But the inspiration was not there.
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