AFTER HOURS

'I met this girl. I got to know this girl. she gave me her phone number. In a cab on the way down to her friend, all my money flew out of the window. Now, when I got to know her better, I must say I really didn’t like her. So I left. I tried to take the subway, but the fare went up ... Did you know the fare went up tonight? ... I’ve had a terrible, terrible night. Terrible, do you understand? ... ‘So relates woeful Paul Hackett, and the night is still young.