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KNOW YOUR CHARACTERS: Matt is the hero of life's B-Story.
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| The "B" stands for Bono! Or maybe Brad Pitt. | |
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Matt adds an air of Continental sophistication to our tale, living in a Pop Eurotrash Movie. He spends most of his time trying to pick up the host of Slavic supermodels which Fate has entitled him to.
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| I suppose you intend to pick me up in your Beemer? | |
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| Actually, it's a Trabant. Six-oh-one, baby. | |
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Unfortunately, between dressing like an Englishman, acting smug and self-absorbed as a Frenchman, and pretending to speak German, we can't quite tell where in Europe he's supposed to be from.
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| And he still listens to Nena. | |
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| Ja wohl. Achtung, baby! Um, Weltschmerz? | |
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