The yard is full of hypodermic needles, half full, balanced everywhere. And wasps. It's winter and there are giant wasps everywhere. Jesus, they're big. I'm trying to ignore them as I listen to Dave, who is Sabrina's friend. She wants to include him in a rather complex poly-relationship we're trying to arrange along with Julia. As I say, it's complicated. 'Well, I do have problems paying rent because I'm not working, and I am a heroin addict, sure,' Dave tells us, 'but that's not really my fault. Someone put a spoonful of heroin in my drink once, and then I was hooked.' I stare at him. I don't want him in the relationship.