ing it but we should go.”
从一楼的酒吧出来的时候他握住她的五根手指，拽到大衣口袋里，紧紧地攥着。
她来之前非常期待Caine的喜剧表演，但她今晚一个字也没听进去。偶尔地，她的神智回归身体，会听到他低沉的笑声，然后又开始幻想一些少儿不宜的画面。
傅谈笑忽然感到手被Alex捏了一下，原来是Caine在和观众互动，不知怎地偏偏选中了她。
她很快回过神，听见Caine问，“What’s your name, young lady?”
“Tanxiao.”
“You are Chinese.”
“That’s right.”
“What does your name mean in Chinese?”
“It’s complicated, but I’ll put it this way. It means being calm while everybody shit their pants.”
大厅里的观众爆发出响亮的笑声。
“What an annoyingly cool name! What about you, this gentleman over here. You two are together, I presume? What’s your name?” Caine笑着看向Alex。
“To answer your first question, I think so, sir. As to the second question, my name is Alex, which is equally annoying, because it means a strong and sexy guy.” 说完Alex回过头冲她挤了一下眼睛。
这一次大厅里除了爆笑，还响起了口哨声。Caine故意作出“受不了你俩”的表情走开了。之后Caine好像还开了一些观众名字的玩笑，但是傅谈笑的心思已经飘远了，是她听错了吗？他刚才好像说他们两个是“together”？
Alex搂住她，轻佻地咬了一下她的耳垂, “You never told me how cool your name was. Bad girl.”
“You didn’t say you were strong and sexy either.” 她挑起眉，反驳道。
“It goes without saying.” 他眨眼。
晚上10点半，他们手牵手走在King’s Cross地铁站外面宽阔的广场。在伦敦1月的寒风里，他们一人吃一个甜筒，不时地停下来接吻。空气里好像有甜得化不开的旖旎。
“I am a happy man.” Alex扔掉甜筒抱着她，下颌蹭着她的头顶。
“Sit. I’ll sing you a song.” 傅谈笑拉着Alex坐在一张长椅上，唱起了Honey Honey的Thursday Night。
“I’m sitting here with you tonight. You make an awful pretty sight. Since it' s just us two tonight, I think that we should screw tonight.
“I’m feeling kinda stuck tonight. An old jukebox with a neon light. I bit down on my luck tonight. I think that we should fuck tonight.
“I