[He waits for Ellie to finish using the tap before he steps over to it and holds one foot, then the other, under the running water. It feels cool and crisp, refreshing. His feet are still in a pretty bad state from years of poor footwear and from months of trekking across country with Ellie in all kinds of terrain, with socks that were often soggy - either with sweat or from having to swim across rivers, flooded roads and tunnels - and ill-fitting shoes. There are healing blisters here and there on his feet, and a few corns on the tops of his toes and on his left heel, as well as old scars.
Once his feet are washed clean of sand, he turns the tap off and takes a seat next to Ellie on the ledge to wipe any sandy residue off before pulling his socks and then his shoes on. He then stands.]
I'm good. This is pretty cool, hot as fuck sand and deep as fuck body of water aside. [She liked hanging out on the cool sand with Joel, no obligations. No weight on her shoulders. She'll always have the journey to the Fireflies in the back of her mind, but there is literally nothing she can do about it here. It bothers her, but she tries to not become fixated on it.]
Guess we'll have to come down here more often, then, huh? [He starts leading the way back to the car.] Might have to bring you here before sunrise sometime. Ain't nothin' prettier than watching the sun rise over the ocean.
Yup. [Ellie likes the sound of that. There's no thinking necessary, and as she follows along next to him, she gives him a nudge with her elbow.] Did you ever take a girlfriend to the beach? Hmm? Hmmmmm?
[...what? Joel casts a look down at Ellie as much to say, where the hell did that question come from? He looks ahead of him again with a small shake of his head to himself. Honestly.]
[There it is, that warning tone. The one that says, you're starting to push it. The fact that Ellie has sidestepped him tells him she knows she's pushing it.]
So, three drunk guys get in a taxi. The cab driver knows they're crazy drunk, so he just turns the engine on and then off and says, "Okay we're here, that's sixty bucks."
The first drunk gives him the fare and gets out.
The second drunk thanks him and gets out.
The third drunk slaps him across the face.
The cabbie looks at him in shock, totally sure this guy figured him out. When he asks him why he slapped him, the third drunk goes, "Watch your speed for Chrissake, you almost killed us!"
...so, yeah. Just wanted to make someone laugh. Talk to you later.
[Wally sounds like he's talking around a pretty big mouthful.] I got ano'er one, hol' on. [He swallows.]
So this lady carrying her baby gets on a bus. The driver takes one look at the baby and goes, "Yeugh; lady, that has got to be the ugliest baby I've ever seen!" The lady does to sit down, fuming. The man she sits next to asks her what happened, and the lady says, "The driver just insulted me!"
The man turns to the lady and he says, "Go kick his ass, miss. Go on, I'll hold your monkey for you."
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