Black Butterfly

"I don't want to drop you on this weather coming up. I've gotta guest room, you can use it for the night."
[to Jack]

Jack: "Thank you... what do you do?"
Paul: "I'm a writer."
Jack: "Really?"

Laura: "I have to admit I'm in awe, I've never known a writer before."
Paul: "Well don't be, I don't know any either. I haven't written in a long time. My wife, she... left me. Anyway, listen, uhm, have dinner with me?"