Pennington Wax was standing in the bathroom of a strip mall Szechuan joint. He fixed himself, making sure his turtleneck covered his neckbeard. When he returned to the table, his date had not yet arrived. The server provided more water, and Wax returned to his breathing. He perused the menu and coughed. Why would we …
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