“You don’t exist, do you?” Bill said to his girlfriend.

“No, I don’t,” she told him in her very sexy little voice. “But it doesn’t matter, now does it?”

“No, not really,” Bill said, but he wasn’t very sure.

“You should kiss me now,” said Bill’s girlfriend. “It’s romantic.”

Bill tried to kiss her but it didn’t really do anything for him. Didn’t get his hackles up, if you know what I mean. Didn’t make him want to play cards, if you know what I mean.

“We should play cards,” Bill’s girlfriend said. “I like cards. They’re very safe.”

“As opposed to what?” he asked her.

“Eating, for instance,” she said. “If I started eating I might start to exist.”

“Oh,” said Bill, rather sadly.