What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died?
That she was beautiful. And brilliant. That she loved Mozart and Bach. And the Beatles. And me.
Ryan O'Neal - The Harvard preepie
Ali MacGraw - The Radcliffe girl from Cranston.
“Listen, I need that goddamn book.”
“Wouldja please watch your profanity, Preppie?”
“What makes you so sure I went to prep school?”
"You look stupid and rich," she said, removing her glasses.
“You're wrong," I protested. "I'm actually smart and poor.”
“Oh, no, Preppie. I'm smart and poor.”
She was staring straight at me. Her eyes were brown. Okay, maybe I look rich, but I wouldn't let some 'Cliffie -- even one with pretty eyes -- call me dumb.
"What the hell makes you so smart?" I asked.
"I wouldn't go for coffee with you," she answered.
“Listen -- I wouldn't ask you.”
“That," she replied, "is what makes you stupid.”
Jenny, if you're so convinced I'm a loser, why did you bulldoze me into buying you coffee?"
She looked me straight in the eye and smiled.
"I like your body,"
You can validate your puzzle solution with
certitude.
Congratulations to solid-rock-seekers for the first to find and strek 2 on the second to find.