Eli: Where are you going?
Jolyn: Who? Me?
Eli: Yes. You. The only person here with me.
Jolyn: Oh. I'm just heading out for a minute.
Eli: I see. And why do you have the suitcase?
Jolyn: Oh this old thing? I take this with me EVERYWHERE I go. Everywhere.
Eli: Really? And the various bags full of clothing?
Jolyn: These too. I'm bringing them with me. In case it rains.
Eli: In case it rains?
Jolyn: Or snows. Or gets windy. Or sunny. Or any old thing at all.
Eli: And your guitar?
Jolyn: Oh. I might play music later.
Eli: Jolyn, are you leaving me?
Jolyn: LEAVING YOU!? How dare you?! How could you assume I would do something like that?! What kind of a monster do you think I am?!
Eli: Sorry. It just seems like you're taking all of your stuff with you and so I thought maybe you were leaving for good.
Jolyn: Oh. Actually, then, yes. Maybe I am leaving you.
Eli: But why? Didn't I make you happy here?
Jolyn: Eli. I told you all along. I was just staying for the night.
Eli: Right. But you told me that on your first night here. Several weeks ago. I just sort of thought you had finally settled in for good.
Jolyn: I never settle in anywhere for good. And don't you forget it.
Eli: Well. If you are leaving me, I should probably tell you that I was lucky to have you for as long as I did.
Jolyn: And if I am leaving you, I should probably tell you that the pleasure was all mine.
Eli: Where will you go now?
Jolyn: We'll see.
Eli: You don't know?
Jolyn: Do I need to know?
Eli: Well do you have a place to stay tonight?
Jolyn: Here and there.
Eli: You don't have to be homeless. You always have a place here.
Jolyn: Oh, Eli. Jolyn Metro is never homeless. I have a thousand homes. And this has been a great one.
And just like that, she was gone.
~It Just Gets Stranger