Page 104 of The Dragon 2
“Anglo-Saxon, thank you very much, or at least say Brits.”
“Whatever. Italians can season. Greeks too.”
“Oh my God, I’m not doing this with you.”
“It’s true!”
“The Britscanseason.”
“Then why did y’all get on boats and colonize the entire damn planet just to steal spices?”
“You are fucking insane.”
“I am. Now back to the tea. Takeshi is up in your face like he hasn’t been hating on you for a whole year. Then, what?”
He grinned. “Oh yeah. So, he has this gift bag with him and hands it to me.”
“Gifts? Alright. What was in it?”
“Limited-edition sake. With gold flakes. And even crazier. . .it had mynameengraved on the label.”
I covered my mouth. “Stop it!”
“And THEN—” Zo held up a finger, milking the drama. “He pulls a silk kimono out of the bag. A real one. Not fast fashion.Hand-dyed. And he says, ‘This is how I imagine you. . .in candlelight.’”
I shrieked. “You better stop lying to me! What kind of odd shit is this?”
“I know, but I was drunk so. . .you know what happened next?”
“No.” I stared at him in disbelief. “What the fuck happened next?”
“I let him suck me off in the bathroom.”
I stopped walking. “What?”
“Yeah. He wasn’t bad.”
“So. . .you’re bi now?”
Zo shrugged. “I’m fluid.”
“Alright.” I nodded. “So fluid as in. . .queer fluid? Sexually fluid? Emotionally fluid? Gender-fluid? Which boxes are you checking here?”
“Oh no. You’re being too mature and informative.” He shook his head with a grin. “I’m fluid-fluid.”
I started back walking. “What the hell is that, Zo?”
“Fluid-fluid is more like. . .if there’s liquid in me, and something wet and willing nearby, I’m down. If I’m drunk enough, I would fuck a plant.”
I slapped his arm. “Zo!”
“If I’m drunk and in someone’s living room and theficusis thriving and giving me those bedroom leaves? Who am I to deny it my cock?”
“Wow.”
“Cumming is cumming in my book. And if a man can make me reach the mountaintop like a woman, then congratulations to him and his lineage.”
“You’re out of your damn mind.”
