no

‘Do you think th…’
‘NO!’
‘What?’
‘No.’
‘What do you mean, “No.”?’
‘No.’
‘No?’
‘No…’
‘Now… Just.. Hang on! Stop saying “No” one second…’
‘No.’
‘SShhhhh. Fucking Hell! I just wanted to ask a question.’
‘N….’, ‘SSSSSHHHHHHH STOP IT!’
‘No. I’m not answering your question.’
‘Why? You don’t even know what it is…’
‘No. I don’t need to know.’
‘What.. Why? Stop being an ass.’
‘No. I already know. And I’m not answering: “NO”’.
‘How can you know?’
‘Because I know… Because you are getting ready to go out. Because you have a new dress. Because you want a compliment but you also want to know whether you look good. I can’t be honest and I can’t say ‘No’, and you will know if I’m not and you will get mad. Whether I say something about the dress being bad or you looking good. I will lose. So: “NO!”
‘No… no that isn’t it. And no, I wouldn’t do that.’
‘Yes, you would’.
‘What? When?’
‘No.’
‘Don’t do that again…’
‘…’
‘Look, just tell me what you think… I won’t get mad.’
‘NO. No, no, no, no, no,no.’
‘Just…’
‘LOOK! I am going to get ready. You get dressed, wear what you want… and then, when you come downstairs I can tell you how lovely you look and no one is mad at anyone.’
‘…’
‘Okay?’
‘No..?’