You say you do not have a hundred and forty pounds. She puts the pen down.

DanaI know. I've seen the account.

She stands, unhurried, and pulls her vest over her head, and she is not wearing anything under it.

You say her name. She says the arrears are the arrears, and takes your hand, and puts it where she wants it.

She is fast and unsentimental and does not kiss you once, and afterwards she writes it in the ledger as sundry.