"Why would you want to do yourself in? What about that?" She offered.

"I don't know. Guess, I'm not much good at anything."

"But you can run a projector," Ellie said, sitting there in the small dim room watching him work.

"Yeah, its easy, but I never worked in a movie house before." He shrugged as he turned on the projector and let the movie take off.

"What did you use to do?" Ellie prodded.

"I wasn't that nice of a person. I had a dead end job. Nothing satisfying. Until I met this woman. She was a good ten years older than me," Kale said.

"How old are you?"

"twenty-four."

"So she was thirty-four?" Ellie wasn't certain why this was important to her. "Do you miss her?"

"No," he sighed. "What is the point of this?"

"Did you break up with her?" Ellie wanted to know.

"No, no she broke up with me." He was in a bit of huff. Ellie could see.

"Sorry."

"Its over," he stared back at her. "All right. I've moved on."

"By doing yourself in?" She stared back more.

"Maybe."

"She's the reason you're here, isn't she?"

Kale gave her a deep stare.

"I shouldn't be here! It was a mistake. It had to be!" Now she was frantic. Even the saliva in her mouth tasted bitter, like poison should taste, but maybe its really sweet instead. She had to figure this out.

"Lets just watch the movie," Kale looked at the screen then. The picture was upside down.

"Some night out, huh?" She kept tasting the bitter.