together they watched lucy slip on a pair of dark glasses and walk briskly toward a small , silver-gray compact parked at the curb . she has something against the word . its written in some sort of code . `` i should get going , '' her assistant said . i 'm thinking that everything that 's happened wo n't have improved that . '' dawn was chasing us , brushing the stars from the sky . i could n't speak , and blake 's eyes never left the doctor . `` how would you like me to kiss you ? '' 