.(she mixes herself a drink,her place is huge.the room is huge,she is slender and pretty and clean..she moves around alot ,she has grace  and poise,the are flowers around and large pieces of art everywhere,on the floor ,on the walls)i am in Katy's big  shiny kitchen,..she is looking at her laptop shaking her head

"oh dear" she says
this writing of yours really must stop..
how can i do my job with this going on and on ,She pauses and looks at me seriously,but smiles,"and on"
.she's a friend of joshuah .joshuah's girlfriend told her she must meet me.she is rich

"there are things in the world .there are things in the world.",she quickly laments and snaps her laptop closed,"my husband was taken away by such things"
taken away?i ask

"don't ask."she says

"and for christs sake don't tell."

"Megan ",she says"a close friend of mine had an experience with aliens.have you ever considered that this incident you describe was of that persuasion "she looks at me nodding,like i should nod back and keep nodding,which I do,she smiles",well these aliens wrecked havoc on poor megan,.until she had no idea what side was what..She had some brief encounter on a cruise somewhere off the gulf of mexico,if you ask me it was consentual..mega has always been quite an extrovert if you get my drift..well,she couldnt stop talking about it.illuminati this and that alien this alien that..until nobody wanted to know her.At first the stories were amusing and often she literally i mean literally floated 3 feet off the floor when recounting her travails,, and than it was just 'jesus christ dont invite megan to the labor day party or we'll have to hear about THAT again.levitation or no levitation.know what i mean.."

jellybean

it wasnt aliens i said
"aliens ,secret experiments,whatever,
she looked at me .and just stopped.just plain stopped her airs,her act,her mannerisms.she looked like she might shake me but instead her voice got warmer but also stronger ,her eye contact didnt waiver ..
"you must somehow move on...it isnt healthy,and to be honest its dangerous.one doesnt fuck with the unknown.what we must work on is the here and now.art.the subject now is art."

"i cant do it,"" i say

"you cant do it the same way youve done it.i say we throw money at the situation.real money.no more of this fly by your pants nonsense.i see a big wide opened room white and bright.a large living space where ever you might like to be ,a city,in the country,,enough money for you to live like a human being.Inside the real world not cut off from it.maybe than you won't return" to that "so much..and just keep it where it should be.."she relaxs her stance and her light smile returns

"how many assistants do you think you might need 2 ,3?"

"3" i say getting into the spirit of this.

"3 it is,"she beams

I beam back,,and it feels,like.. .A Beam,
"and maybe"she says "we can get one who;s really cute just for the hell of it.do you like blondes?"\
"

"redheads".i say

"So it did take after  all," she says,clapping her hands.