Never know better

-let's give up food!

Heavy metal, cigarette smoke, car-on-the-verge-of-breakdown.

We make big plans- castles in the air that topple and fall.

-for real this time
-like anorexia? Won't happen. You and me..we weren't cut out for that.
-No really, for real- she repeats- no food.
-hmmm...I don't know...yeaaaaahhh...okay...lets!

Pause. She coughs out smoke and-

-You wanna try yoga?

I smile- no..no I don't think so.