You are still at Anthony's temptation.

Outside for a moment so that we can take a break from dancing, really dancing, and in the cold and close quiet of the street we are approached by a few young men who have also just exited. They ask, Hey, do you guys have some dru? We do not know what that is, but it turns out that it is weed, and we do not have any. They say, that's okay, but man, I just want some, and how's your nights going? Ours are great. And then she asks of them, or of the one still talking to us how his New Year's Eve was, and did he get to kiss his truest love? No, no way. He said, I'm too young for that. And on the walk back to the car I thought how absolutely opposite, while thinking over the last ten years of my own life, or really, even the last fifteen or something like that, and how absurd to be sure of yourself that you are too young for love. He said he was too young, and that he is young, he wants to live life. I thought of myself, and then thought, does he not ever think that he is actually missing life, is that not what life is? That has been mine, surely, it has been life. But then as the car went I thought, well, you know, maybe. Yeah, maybe.