Love, I've read about love. I remember a passage I once read,
"why eat a hot dog when the best part is the bun"?
Don't you think
this dress is a bit much?
Two women being together that's so stupid, right? So stupid.
Right? Like how'd that even work?
Right.
No, I'm genuinely asking,
how would that work?
But it's the 1800s, what will people think?
I don't care about what people think.
I only care about what you think.
But you're not a man! You're not supposed to feel this way about another woman.
I don't care that you're a woman!
I just want you to be my... gal pal.
[gasp]
No, wait. Don't go.
Spend the night with me.
Okay but just one kiss and then we'll slowly fade to black,
this isn't Blue is the Warmest Color.
My finest work yet.