“(Yo sits at a garden table in a balcony high above the glinting sci-fi city. Heavy clouds threatening rain hang low. They seemed closer to him than the tiny cars below. A brilliant bolt of lightning flashed nearby, its clap and the the rumble in its wake rattling the sliding doors.
Lucia comes out with a Tiger and two glasses. She sits.)
Lucia: (Pouring.) Why that face?
Yo: (Mimes typing) Fear.
(Yo gestures “You know how it is.”)
Lucia: Another play?
Yo: (Shakes head) An article. And another I don’t know what yet.
Lucia: Exposè? (Yo nods.) Political? (Yo looks at her) Stupid question.
And the problem is..?
Yo: It’s all hearsay, circumstantial.
Lucia: Never a paper or email trail.
Yo: They’re good.
Lucia: Damn good.
Yo: So I ask myself, “Heh, why are you still so afraid? When was the last time anyone got into trouble for writing anything?”
Lucia: Exactly. When was the last time? (The other looks at him, not answering. He searches his memory. Finally:) I see. (Pause.) Scared for your job?
Yo: House paid for, children working, I’ve always lived simply. You know I don’t really need it anymore.
Yo: They can take the house, the CPF.
Lucia: When was the last time they did that to anyone? (He thinks as the other looks at him.) I see…
Yo: They don’t use their stick often –
Lucia: – “but it’s a big, big stick.”
Yo: Thinking of getting a divorce.
Lucia: What!? But the two of you look so… permanent.
Yo: “Permanent” (He’s smiles. Pause.) It’s not because of that. (Lucia looks at him.) We divorce, I give everything to her, after that, I can do anything. They won’t be able to touch a single cent because 一无所有. There’s nothing for them to take away.
Lucia: You serious?
Yo: Thinking, thinking…
Lucia: You are serious.
Yo: We could still live together after that. In sin, as it were.
Lucia: Haha, just like when you guys started.
Yo: Haha, yes.
Lucia: A crazy idea… but not a bad one.
Lucia: You would still be afraid.
(Lucia makes to contradict Yo, but then stops herself. She lifts her glass. Lucia waits for it to roll away.)
(Yo lifts his glass and clinks Lucia’s. He takes a sip. Then as Lucia looks on he downs the whole thing at one go.)”