You know, I meet a lot of interesting men in places like this. Until I found this dive (sorry, Sam) I didn't have much of a chance to meet guys like you. Or girls like you. No offense, but I've noticed that when that front door opens it's probably a man blinking at the sudden darkness. Not always, but often enough...

And yes, a lot of them have questions for the "dames" that hang around here. Like you, huh? Sure, you can buy me a drink, or I'll buy you one. I'm not picky. A whiskey sour would be just fine...

I suppose it's only logical that you'd be confused by me, and by the other...um...ladies. We all see so many killers, don't we? Every other movie, seems like. And every other news story. Everything from Ted Bundy to Kevin Spacey's creepy character in "7". But the girls in those stories...before they end up dead, they all seem to scream, and panic, and freeze. Or run.