Soon is back!
When we last left our “hero,” he was busy congratulating himself on being such a good Christian that he was unable to cheat on his wife.
Sure, that’s a bit odd, for two very different reasons:
1. Paul is separated from his wife
2. Paul has just spent months, plus the past several hours in particular, lusting after Angela, and has just allowed her to kiss him (albeit on the cheek)
And this is capped off by this delightful fact:
1* Separated or not, Paul has not told Angela about Jae
Nothwithstanding all this, Paul has asked Angela to help him “nail” Morty Bag-of-Donuts (groan), and Angela has accepted with all the enthusiasm of a 14-year-old girl going to see Breaking Dawn for the fourth time.
Paul handed Angela a set of button covers to slip over the ones on her blouse. “Make sure this one goes over the second-to-top one,” he said. “It looks like all the others–”
“Yeah, but can you imagine? A set like this costs a fortune. That one is a transmitter connected to the frequency of the receivers in my molars.”
It’s really hard for me NOT to imagine Angela looking like this:
- Button covers are PURTYFUL
I also want to know when God put it on Paul’s heart to pack button covers for a woman’s blouse when he went to Las Vegas, since he had no idea Angela would be there.
So Angela goes out onto the streets of Las Vegas and valiantly…does what she does every day, and try to convince Lucy to leave her possibly-legitimate employment.
(Since it’s been awhile, I will just reiterate here how stupid this attitude towards prostitution is. Prostitution is legal in Atheistopia, but all that has done is change the word “pimp” to “employer.” Jenkins never considers for a moment the changes that would take place in the lives of prostitutes if the job was legal. And it’s not like he doesn’t have places to look for guidance
But no, poor Lucy is the stereotypical abused prostitute in a world of legal prostitution. The first day, Angela gets nowhere fast, and Paul makes the following inane assessment:
“Experience tells me she’s going to pass,” Paul said.
What experience would that be, Paul? Your years of experience in trying to convince prostitutes to leave their legitimate employers.
Nah, guess it’s just his Manly Man Knowledge.
The second day, Lucy has a black eye because she was out of Morty’s sight (from his penthouse window) for too long. Now, if my employer punched me in the eye, there would be certain consequences. Too bad Lucy isn’t in a legal line of work where she could be assured that…
OH WAIT SHE TOTALLY IS
(And yes, I know that Morty may not be a legit employer. But based on Angela’s efforts to tempt all prostitutes away from their careers, the clear implication is that this is a risk that all prostitutes face on a regular basis. See here
, when Angela alludes to prostitutes being in danger from their employers.)
Anyway, as Lucy and Angela are talking and Paul is listening in and doing nothing like the useless sap he is, Morty himself pulls up in a car and HOLDS A GUN ON ANGELA AND KIDNAPS HER OMG.
And on that INCREDIBLE CLIFFHANGER, we will wait until next time, when Paul plays James Bond. Badly.