we jumped from building to building via the roofs several stories above the busy french streets, not because we had to, but because it was fun.

upon finding an interesting resting spot, karisa dug through her purse and rested a hotel water glass on her knee which i promptly filled with the cuban rum i carried with me in my flask.

she said, who are you masked man?

i said this is not a mask.

she said, youre saying youre naturally that handsome and i said, why yes.

and then she searched for her glasses, put them on and took it all back.

she asked me if i was xbi, i said, whats xbi

then she esped me

and i esped her back

and she said, i dont know what the xbi is either, i just figured you might know, or you could show me.