Bill left town that night, and no one has ever seen Jeannette again.
Well, the neighbors said they last saw her maybe about eight o’clock, coming back from the corner store.
I heard she had to use her waitressing tips to buy him booze, otherwise he’d slap her around.
Oh yeah. She took to wearing dark glasses, even on cloudy days.
Do I look like I even care? Do I?
Only one of us REALLY knows what happened that dreadful night.
You want me to talk about it, you’re gonna have to cough up some dough.
I got there a few minutes early and had to wait.
I went in late that day, which is why I missed all the excitement.
This is not my circus, not my monkeys.
Well, yeah, I mean … that IS my monkey, but I had no idea the Professor had messed with his genetic code like that.
Oh sure, I’ve been there five times already, and could easily return.
No, I think I’ll give it a pass this time.
Surely you understand why I couldn’t attend their wedding, given the way he treated me after Gerard died.
Oh, about 450 miles as the crow flies, but much more driving.
Because there was no place else to spend the night, that’s why.
Oh, I used to know that, but now I’ve forgotten.
That only makes sense if she’s telling the truth, but I have proof she’s lying.
Okay, so it was me…and I suppose yours smell like roses.
163 floors, but 9 of them are maintenance.