Starring: Matt Bomer as Guy Handsome, Jared Leto as Joe Handsome and Special Guest Star Rosario Dawson as the Goddess Pele.
“Ástríkur Veturliði! Ástríkur Veturliði!” Joe danced from the mailbox to the beach chairs. “Ástríkur Veturliði! Ástríkur Veturliði!”
“Who?” Guy asked. Just so he could hear his brother say the name again, mind you.
“Ástríkur Veturliði! Ástríkur Veturliði!” Joe repeated.
“Who?” Guy asked.
Joe almost fell for it, but then tossed the card to Guy, sort of like a rectangular Frisbee, instead.
Guy almost caught the card, but a gush of upwelling hot air carried it away from him. His eyes got big as Pele walked up to have the dancing card land neatly in her grasp. “Good evening!” He said.
Joe fell off of his beach chair.
“Howdy, boys.” Pele said, “got a letter from my man, I see!” Her feet were making little glass footprints in the sand, that hissed and steamed as the waves lapped over them.
“We could get a bundle for those on e-bay, I'll bet,” Joe whispered to Guy.
Guy nodded, hoping that they would live long enough to, because in the dying light he could see Pele's eyes burning a warm magma orange. “ 'Evening, Ma'am.”
“So what makes you so happy about a post card from my spouse?” Pele asked. She happened, at the moment to be very lonely for him, and hence had been sensitive to the invocation of his name.
Now, you, dear reader, have probably figured out by this juncture that neither Joe nor Guy Handsome was an accomplished, or even a mediocre, liar. Even assuming that they were gifted in the realm of subterfuge, here they were in the present of the goddess Pele, when she was striding through the surf in a smoking hot molten gold Aguaclara Solid Knots monokini, making glass trivets with each step.
“Hmm?” She asked.
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“Memorable moments.” Guy replied.
Joe nodded like a chihuahua on the shelf in the back window of a Tijuana Taxi.
“Memorable Moments?” Pele echoed. She came closer, suspecting subterfuge. Her single-mindedness when it came to one of her spouses was, well, legendary.
“Yeah, when you meet someone from another country, you ask them to send you a post card, and then... well, you make a scrap book of all the post cards.” Guy said, “see?”
Pele did not see, so she strode closer, obsidian footprints forming in her path.
“Excuse me, Ma'am.” Joe squeaked out, “That is really terrifying when you do that.”
Pele looked down and laughed, “oops.” She wiggled her toes and stopped throwing so much heat. “Better?”
“Yes, thank you.”
Guy got up and offered Pele his chair. “We collect post cards from all over. So many people say that they will mail you a post card, but so few people actually remember to.”
“Really?” Pele sat down.
“And then we collect the ones we get and we can make a book of memorable moments.” Joe concluded.
“Don't you collect things?” Guy asked.
Pele smiled and looked at her shirtless chotchkies. “Hrm, I suppose I do....” She smiled and handed the card back to Joe. It had a tiny smoldered brown outline of her fingers. “So what does he have to say?” She asked politely, sitting in Guy's chair.
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