The cab driver asked her to remove the ears, as he couldn’t see to reverse, which amused her.  That being too much trouble, she simply ducked down in the back seat and named her destination.

Arriving at his apartment, she texts him ‘Let me in’.

He comes to the door and goes to kiss her before stopping short, ‘Bloody hell!  What are they?’

‘They are Louis Vuitton bunny ears’ she says barging straight past and into his place ‘don’t you know anything?’

He laughs and watches her behind, locomotion under the tight black Alexander McQueen suit she has somehow poured herself into.  As usual she smells of Spider Lily and the strange combination of stale cigarettes and chewing gum.  In the kitchen she makes for the sash window and heaves it up, extra high to clear the ears, which he now knows are some kind of theme for the evening.  She ditches the gum and lights a cigarette, exhaling precociously into the fresh evening air.

‘I thought you were giving that up’ he said.

‘I have’

Her constant provocation pissed him off sometimes. But mostly he enjoyed the fact that she could somehow destroy his composure, throw him completely off balance, and then make him hard.  She throws the spent fag out of the window and goes straight for the chewing gum again.  He lifts her up onto the kitchen counter and sits her up like an expensive doll.  Somehow she seems like a cartoon character in that bizarre headpiece and it kind of suits her. She sits there perched, white blonde hair, pale green eyes piercing through the black sooty mascara that would form powdery trails over her cheekbones when she got tired.  Her tight skirt is riding up and her legs are wrapping themselves around his waist.

She blows a bubble with the gum and it pops in his face.

‘Spit it out’ He holds his hand out and she gives a defiant look before obediently taking it out of her mouth and putting it in the palm of his hand.  He aims for the bin and scores.

‘Fluke’ she scoffs.

‘No way!’ he says and smudges her deftly applied red lipstick with his thumb, ‘You look ridiculous.’

‘I look fabulous, and if you -’

‘Shut up.’ He bites the tips of her fingers and the varnish on her nails shatters, the taste like acid and pear drops. ‘I want to fuck your brains out in those rabbit ears.’

She grins then narrows her eyes. ‘Do it.’