"No, I'm not married at the moment," Suzanne said, "but I've had my share."
"Your share?" Warhol said. "Uh, how much is that?"
"Did you think I should only have one? I have way more self-esteem than that, my darling little walrus boy. I need lots of men, lots of marriages, lots of EVERYTHING!"
Warhol was a modest man of modest means and not greedy at all so it seemed to him that she was a bit excessive in her desires, but he kept the thought to himself.
"I want to paint you," she said. "In the nude."
Warhol gulped. "In the nude? You mean... naked? No clothes?"
"Yes! Yes! You're an artist! You know what a nude is!"
"I know what it is I just never thought I would be one."
"Oh, but you must! I insist! At least take off your shirt. You'll do that, won't you? You can't be so wimpy you refuse to take off your shirt. Are you a wimp, Warhol?"
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