I'm glad you're here,? Dan told Mystery as she ran her chewed-on, yellow-nailed fingers through his fashionably tousled hair. By total coincidence he and Mystery had arrived at the Rivington Rover Poetry club at the same time, and for the last fifteen minutes they?d been smoking unfiltered Camels and groping each other in a stall in the graffiti-ridden ladies? room, trying to get psyched up for their reading. ?I?m kind of nervous.? ?Don?t be,? Mystery loosened his narrow black tie and clasped his hand. ?Come on. Let?s see what we?ve got.? They emerged from the ladies? room hand in hand, Mystery in a transparent canary yellow silk sheath through which her black cotton underwear was completely visible, and Dan in his new black suit: the Bonnie and Clyde of poetry. The small, dark basement club was already crowded with people sipping coffee and lounging on the tattered old sofas haphazardly dotting the room. A random disco ball spun from the black ceiling and over the sound system Morrissey whined a depressing song from his latest album. The lights blinked on and off twice and a tiny Japanese girl wearing a black leotard and pink ballet tights took the stage. ?Welcome all to open mike at Rivington Rover. It is so special to have you here,? she whispered into the microphone. ?Tonight two of New York?s most special poets will recite for us simultaneously. I?m honored to give the stage to Mystery Craze and Daniel Humphrey!? The dark, crowded room erupted in applause. ?I heard they stayed up all night on E and wrote a book together,? somebody whispered. ?I heard they were husband and wife.? ?I heard they?re fraternal twins, separated at birth,? remarked someone else. Vanessa slipped into the back of the club unnoticed. ?What kind of name is Mystery Craze?? she wondered as she put her camera to her eye and zoomed in on the stage. Dan?s entire body was covered in a cold, freaked-out sweat. Everything was happening so fast. He hadn?t even had a chance to contemplate how he?d gone from writing strange, morose poetry in notebooks no one ever read to performing onstage with an almost-famous girl in a cool club, wearing a fancy designer suit. But there was no time to doubt himself. He?d acted in plays, performed in Vanessa?s movies............