How It Happens

Watched Halloween 5 at Mille’s last night—painfully boring, no surprise there. But the movie wasn’t really the point. Somewhere around the middle, while Michael Myers was doing whatever, Palle and Madeleine figured out they liked each other. You’re all scattered on couches, not paying attention, and suddenly two people are hyperaware of each other.

By the end of the night, it was official. I made a toast, said what you’re supposed to say, and we moved on. That was it.