came here to make sure I got whatâs coming to me in grandmaâs will.â
âOh. So what are you going to be doing tonight?â
âNot going out with you if thatâs what this is leading up to.â
âHey, of course not,â John protested. âIâm just making small talk, thatâs all. You know, like persiflage.â
The elevator chimed and the doors slid open. Before she stepped out, Rhodajane prodded John with her long purple fingernail and said, âIf thereâs one thing Iâm a real good judge of, Mr John Dolphin, itâs men. And Iâve been watching you watching me in your rear-view mirror ever since we left the airport. And I saw you looking up my dress when I got out of your cab.â
John said, âAll right. I think youâre very attractive. Is that a crime? And besides, itâs âDauphinâ, like the eldest son of the King of France, not âDolphinâ like in Flipper.â
âPity. âDolphinâ kind of suits you.â
They reached Room 309. John put down Rhodajaneâs suitcase and opened the door for her. Then he switched on the lights and hefted her suitcase on to the linen chest in the corner. âNice room,â he said, looking around. It was decorated in turquoise and gold with brocade drapes and a bedspread to match. He went to the window and peered out. âYou got a great view of the university, too.â
âReally?â
âDonât knock it. I hear they have a first-rate department of anthropology.â
âThatâs a relief. Switch on the TV for me, would you?â
John switched on the television while Rhodajane sat on the bed and took off her shoes. âGod, my feet. I mean, I really love these shoes, but . . .â
John handed her the remote control. âYouâll have to work this out for yourself. Iâm not too good when it comes to technology.â
Rhodajane flapped one hand. âAnything will do, so long as theyâre speaking English. I really have to go to the little girlsâ room.â
When she stood up without her shoes on, she was at least three inches shorter than she had been before. She padded off to the bathroom and closed the door while John flicked through the TV channels. As far as he could he see it was the usual daytime diet: As The World Turns and The Electric Company for kids, followed by General Hospital, American Justice and The Tyra Show .
Tyra was talking to a plump young woman who wanted to swallow a tapeworm so that she could lose weight. John wondered if he ought to do the same, but apart from the very idea of it making his mouth feel all greasy and his throat close up, he doubted if any tapeworm could keep up with him. He could finish a whole muffuletta sandwich in less than a minute, complete with extra provolone.
âHey, you want to come see this!â he called out. An entrepreneur who sold tapeworms on the Internet had joined Tyra and her guest, and was lifting one of them out of a jar, all four feet of it, pale and slippery, with four suckers around its head.
John turned around. Rhodajane was still in the bathroom with the door closed, but he could see himself in the mirror over the dressing table. He could see the reflection of the TV screen, too, but inexplicably the reflected TV screen wasnât showing Tyra Banks and her two guests. Instead, it was showing an indistinct image of a darkened room, as if it was being filmed by a closed-circuit camera. A woman in a stained white nightgown was lying on a bed, and a man was repeatedly walking backward and forward in front of the camera, although John couldnât see who he was, because his head was cut off by the top of the screen.
Baffled, John looked back at the real TV. The tapeworm entrepreneur was lowering the worm back into the jar, along with several other coiled-up companions, and Tyra was screaming and laughing in disgust. John looked back at the TV in
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