Feb 11, 2012 14:18
There have been previous Valentine's Days, and Dakin has given perfunctory boxes of chocolates and the occasional carnation.
Like everything involving Posner, this feels different. Not just because there's strange things afoot in Milliways Bar, including the eerie red sky; and not just because the perpetual happy hour has taken on a hearts-and-flowers tinge (to the point that Dakin expects paper hearts and flowers to appear on the Bar like his favorite chips shop); but that the day has ... meaning.
Ever since Posner mentioned the holiday was approaching at the end of the universe (and ow, time is confusing) Dakin's been making a plan. It's involved listening to his cassettes over and over, writing lists and re-ordering them and crossing them out and starting over. He was up half the night to finally get the tape made.
Here he is in a booth, waiting for Pos. The red shirt is on purpose, and not just because he knows he looks good in this color. He's got his headphones on and his Walkman playing, to listen to the tape one more time.
david posner,
stuart dakin