New York City
George: On NYC: "Visiting Americans will find more warmth in Tehran than they weill in New York, a city founded on the principle of Us versus Them. I don't speak Latin but have always assumed that the city motto translates to either Go Home or We Don't Like You, Either."
Rachel: haha
Rachel: they seem to be a lot nicer in some ways
Rachel: yet the pedestrians and cars have no respect for the other
George: of course not
George: jaywalk everywhere, run over pedestrians, woo
Rachel: whoo!
Rachel: it's a rush
Rachel: like heroin
Rachel: only smellier
George: o.O that was one of the oddest analogies ever.
Rachel: haha yes
Rachel: 'tis my trademark
George: haha so i've learned
George: so how's the uber rich, cosmopolitan new york?
Rachel: uber rich and cosmopolitan
Rachel: yet it smells of urine
George: lovely contrast
Rachel: aren't they all
Rachel: contracts
Rachel: according to a contract made almost 2 years ago, Dan Green owns my soul
George: o dear...whatever shall he do with that spare soul?
Rachel: use it as a hat? i don't know
Rachel: see, originally, Bassem exchanged my soul so I could get my stuffed reindeer back from his and andrew's clutches
Rachel: but then, my soul was given to Dan
George: ooh what was it traded for?
Rachel: no idea
Rachel: a night of sex with andrew and bassem, most likely
George: no doubt, they're sexy men.
Rachel: yes
Rachel: if i were a guy, i'd go gay for them
George: haha this is the strangest conversation ever.
Rachel: true